The Book of Job.

Dropping to my knees, I begged and I’d plead,

Dear Heavenly Father, save me from this testimony,

Questioning what I’d done to deserve the pain.

Depleted mentally, physically, spiritually,

Yet, I continued to pray.

I talked to God through the anger-

Consistent in faith.

I felt Him with me, whispering,

“keep going child, I am keeping you safe”.

My heart would weep,

Filled with the grief of

Tragedy, pain, and loss,

But who am I, to forsake God,

When He is the one who died for us-

Alone, on that cross.

The enemy tried, but

When he couldn't keep me from knowing God,

He kept me from knowing myself.

I was suffering, but simultaneously discovering

That there is not only good in the good, 

But there is good in the suffering too.

My Father sent me to Satan,

Already knowing, He would deliver me.

My persistent faith granted me salvation,

The LORD gave me His vindication-

An affirmation of his promises.

I am restored.