What if I had to be poured
to learn I was empty?
What if I had to be crushed
to know I was cracked?
What if I had to be dazzled
to recognize blindness?
What if I had to meet lies
to discern what was fact?
What if I had to be stripped
to know I was naked?
What if I had to hit bottom
to raise head from the sand?
What if I had to be nameless
to hear call’s refrain?
What if I had to chew garbage
to taste good from Your hand?
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Life’s trials tend to strip us down – and, once bare, we can be clothed again…

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