“What if God, desiring to show his wrath and to make known his power, has endured with much patience vessels of wrath prepared for destruction…?” – Romans 9:22 ESV
She’s a song with the end as the intro. She emerged under the fluorescent lights dodging knuckles with two clenched fists. She had a fire strong enough to torch the house that burned her down. Her secrets formed her in the dark corner. She could see the light, but it couldn’t see her. She survived the burns and the walls. She made it through the dark corner knowing it wasn’t her fault.
Never a child, always a fighter, she built her fortress early.
“I will hedge up her way with thorns, and I will build a wall against her, so that she cannot find her paths.” – Hosea 2:6 ESV
It’s a No-Man’s Land where her good wasn’t good enough and her evil didn’t fill the well. Her heart screamed from the inside, but tinted windows made them think whatever they wanted. She spoiled her spoils with tears and marked all of her marks with pain. No place for a girl who didn’t know how to be good, but was too good to live in shame.
She’s getting older, always a fighter, her fortress needs new paint.
“…in order to make known the riches of his glory for vessels of mercy, which he has prepared beforehand for glory…” -Romans 9:23 ESV
Bird of death, the raven hatched an egg. Mother of sin, the mother bleeds milk of grace. A foundation of loss, a first floor of abuse, a second story of condemnation, and a third that tumbled down, only God makes right with wrong and completely forgets.
Only God can completely forget like forgetting was His plan all along.
” I will sow her for myself in the land. And I will have mercy on No Mercy, and I will say to Not My People, “You are my people”; and [she] shall say, “You are my God.” – Hosea 2:23 ESV
I am No Mercy and I live in the land of Mercy. I am from Not My People and He calls me His People. And He is my God.