Hope

That didn’t go as I planned
But God isn’t laughing this time
I already know these truths and this humanity
The holy wholey heart in me
Can I be different?
Are these lessons for the greater purpose of changing future outcomes
Or rearticulating submission
Or meaningless and unwarranted suffering

I will always choose meaning
I know no other way to breathe
But my confidence is thin
And my peacocking false
I am a wounded heart with a lot of hope

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