Can two things be true at the same time?
Or does faith oppose fear in real time?
What is it going to cost me to wait for the right time,
When my days are so dark it feels like night-time?
Two things can be true all at once.
Because even in my darkest of days,
I saw a little bit of light.
In my most crushing moments,
it was oil that oozed and not blood.
“It should have been a life sentence,” they exclaimed.
But beauty bloomed…
and the Groom turned my grave
into a flourishing garden.
This burden He carries
He held fast
He never let go
Fire. Light. Scorching deep pain.
Laying there, undone, almost insane.
How do I rise from this bed
when my body feels heavy with dread?
I thought I was alone…
or so I believed.
But even in the silence,
space was being made
for beauty touched by decay.
Cold. Dark. Hollow.
A beggar of hope.
It all felt like a dream…
Until I discovered a second man
standing with me in the fire.
Like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego…
I am not alone.
There is a mysterious Man
standing with me
in the fire.
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Author:
Kutlo Moletsane (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this poem in November 2025 during a particularly difficult season in my life. It was a time marked by isolation, misunderstanding, and sustained pressure in my home and work environment. At times it felt as though I was standing alone, navigating circumstances that were both challenging and unclear. Despite this, I chose to remain grounded. I leaned into prayer, reflection, and faith ,holding on even when clarity and relief did not come immediately. With time, things shifted. What once felt heavy became lighter. What once felt overwhelming gave way to peace. That season taught me a profound truth: when everything else is uncertain, Christ remains constant. I came to understand that if Jesus is all I have, then He is all I’ll ever need. I am deeply grateful for His presence, it’s steady, unseen, but unmistakably real especially in moments when I needed it most. Glory be to God alone and forever Amen.
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Comments1
A good write of darkness of despair and of faith and light. Cleverly written
Thank you Soren. Preciate it lots!
You are most welcome
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