Beauty From Pain

Beauty for pain.
Beauty from these scars? Beauty from this pain? Beauty in the hurt? Beauty in the rain? Beauty in the war? Beauty in the fight? Beauty when I'm wrong but pain when I'm right?

Beauty when I fall, yet pain when I rise. Beauty in the night, but tears when the sun does arise?

Beauty in every hateful word that's been sown into who I am? Beauty in the abuse by so many men?

Worthless shattered, broken and torn. Who I was became lost in the words of their lips, the blow of  their hands, and the cold of their back always turned.

Over and over this cycle I did repeat. The love I sought after, no man could ever meet. 

Even now, I  fight the blows of this world. The lies of people who want to destroy.

The truth still stands and it always will. The battle I fight I need only be still.

How is there beauty in all of this pain I've been through? How do I fight when I'm bloody and bruised?

I'll tell you how, I fight this bloody battle in beauty and Gods grace. The Lord is on my side and one day I'll see His face!

I will lift my hands, I will cry aloud, I will kneel down humbly, to Him I'll bow. I will sing and praise His Holy Name. I will love Him always for I'll never be the same!!

Every tear, every scar, every one that walked away. They had a purpose to lead me here. To my Savior, my Jesus who loves me and will always stay!

When I'm down in this fight and I'm lonely and sad. When I can't make sense of whats happening or I'm angry or mad.

As I lift my hands in the air and tears fall down my cheeks, the shaping and molding I feel, is making me so weak.

But it's in that pain that a warrior will rise.
It's in that pain and tribulation that all my strength lies.

"Hold on to me dear God, never let me go.
As you take the pain of my life, mold it into whats beautiful to you as I grow."

The pain has a purpose, we hear it all the time. Yet never understand as the pain fills our life.

Jesus hung upon the cross that day, as pain overtook Him, before he hung his head and said "forgive them"But because of Him enduring the pain of that cruel cross, I can endure this pain that life has handed me, and all of the hurt, abuse & loss.

So yes,

Beauty is in the scars. Beauty is in the pain. Beauty is in the hurt. Beauty is in the rain. Beauty is in the war. Beauty is in the fight Beauty when I'm wrong. Beauty when I'm right. Beauty is the outcome because I choose to endure the night.

Beauty He gives me as I take on His name. Beauty in a life turned around & changed.

He took all that pain that tried to destroy me and gave me beauty & I'll never be the same!
If you're hurting and bleeding please give it to Jesus ......
Let him make beauty from all of your pain!!

©Jenn Maddox
Oct 17,2021

Posted 20th December 2023 by Sis Jenn Maddox