A Jewel in Disguise

Kutlo Moletsane

I went down memory lane

Seeking for answers but in vain

Once i'd felt a twinge of pain,

The echo whispered, "no pain, no gain!"

 

Still, I went down memory lane

But this time I set my eyes on things above

And that is when I could access Your unfailing love

And I figured, seeking You was not in vain

 

In my quest I discovered a Being that crafted me in the likeness of Himself

The enemy though crafty could not figure Him out you could ask the Twelve

While in my chase and in my lane I stumbled upon One that granted me another kind of Himself

He hath not deprived me of Himself and thus it is illicit of me to withhold myself

 

The Holy Spirit is another kind, another?

I've seen One that sticks closer than a brother

Yet I can still call Him "Abba Father!"

Your caress is warmer than that of a mother

I am now a daughter in your House all covered by Your feather

 

God of Abraham, You are a God of covenant

I am now a remnant in your government

You wanna speak of colorant, of sins being red as scarlet and my God making them white as snow?

You want to ask about a God so evident while He is the President and I am a resident?

The proof is right here, Jesus is near

And if you are hanging on by a thread, make sure its the hem of His garment

 

God of substantial significance and coherent factuality

The realism of You permeates even the hardest of hearts

Like with Ezekiel You turn hearts of stone into hearts of flesh and You are the chief corner stone

A rock and a pillar, a firm foundation

I now know One that is both a Lion and a Lamb, a safe haven to His own and a terror to the other kingdom

                                   In all Your wisdom , You are both a King and a servant

And while still in memory lane I discovered, that no one could fathom the reality of who You really are

  • Author: Kutlo Moletsane (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 18th, 2023 06:00
  • Comment from author about the poem: Thank you for going through my poem. I finally re-dedicated my life to the Lord Jesus and after years of neglecting my gift of writing and speaking, He has ignited that fire inside. I write to heal, inspire and exhort. This is a poem about re-discovering my kinsman Redeemer. I hope you enjoy it
  • Category: Spiritual
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