(God’s Sonnet by Timothy J. Verret; “it’s how I cope to hope in this daily leavened bread of Identity: Christ”)
You have an identity no one knows.
You hide it, thus hide “do, get, know, for ‘good.'”
What is this identity? Is it “lows”
no one could elevate for you? God could.
My identity is no longer mine.
He sets my feet upon His Rock. The Light
of His Word can’t hide what I “under”line.
“Over” God’s Rainbow, I’m bound. Heavens: Height.
When we’re low, we’re High. Identity: Christ.
When we’re weak, we’re strong. The Journey begins….
When we’ve nothing, we have “He Sacrificed.”
Every “SIN”g is His Grace, vanished our “SIN”s.
We will have hurts amid serenity.
We bleed, as Jesus bled: Identity.