The fear of change got me for a long time. It was not until I moved to Phoenix and started following God’s call on my heart that I found true joy.
I am now realizing how our hearts are constantly being broken, repaired, emptied, and restored. St. Paul says, ”For I am confident of this very thing, that He who began a good work in you will perfect it until the day of Christ Jesus” (Phil 1:6). God is always challenging us, forming us deeper in our heart. It is only when we listen that we can receive this grace; this transformation. Without this change, nothing would be accomplished for the kingdom.
The longer we hold on to our past pains and egos, the longer we resist the metamorphosis God wants to give us. We are just cocoons sitting under a leaf until we die to ourselves to rise with him.
This is a poem I wrote about allowing God to transform us.
It is called How Angels get their Wings.
Some people build cocoons, but they never die
Without dying, they will not rise
Rise forth as a butterfly with angel wings
I don’t want to die, but I don’t want to live
Trapped in a cocoon with no happiness or love
I want to experience all God has to offer.
Christ said we must die to ourselves in order to live
I never fully understood what he meant.
Now I see it in the metamorphosis of the butterfly.
I must die in my cocoon in order to rise.
And so I wrap myself in this cocoon of past pains
I must face them now so I can later peal them away
These memories of the past haunt me
But I pray for comfort and healing.
Slowly he starts to form me and reveals himself
Through the pain, I am no longer a victim,
I can choose to be someone else.
Someone who can see beyond the pain and into the truth
I want to always feel this with You.
God is my justice and He fights for me
He is my strength and He delivers me
It is right to say pain is better than happiness;
It is when we experience pain that we grow.
So let me grow.
Take me and form me in your image Lord.
Kill my old self so I can rise again
This time with angel wings so I can feel you in the wind.
I want to be with you until the end.
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Written by CORE member Vanessa Hartz