You sunk your claws into my chest—
And I let you.
I shuddered with each shallow breath,
And watched my skin turn blue.
You infected every corner of my mind
Because I gave you space.
You convinced me I was fine—
So I wouldn’t call His Name.
…But my God took upon my pain.
He entered through my twisted scars.
And when I sank in pride and grief,
He pressed me to His Heart.
I evict you from my soul!
My God reigns now once again.
He has made my heart His Home.
All glory is His till the end!
Rachael McCallum is a 24-year-old emerging poet who blends faith and personal reflection in her writing. She explores the raw, often messy aspects of spiritual life and the daily commitment of living in relationship with God.
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