to be pretty
But you were not
You were all hard edges
and broken pieces
Covered in shame
Voicing blame
I approached you
Tentatively
Extending a cup of Living Water
You gasped
Drinking deeply
As a desert long since dry.
You began to bloom
A cactus released
Prickles still
Yet flowers began to bloom
Your beauty hidden
Now released in the Son.
~ Debbie Turner Chavers
Scripture references taken from the KJV
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