Exquisite are the thorns I wore from diagnoses to surgery. 

Knowing full well my spirit and body – the same it would never be.

Exquisite were the surgeries, infection and complications.

Pressing into and trusting King Jesus, the ruler of all nations.

Exquisite might not be how most would describe surviving cancer,

But I’ve never felt the breath of God any closer or any faster.

Exquisite is the trust I put in Him whom I’m perfectly formed. 

This season wouldn’t last a lifetime, soon it would be adjourned.

Exquisite is The One who has measured the waters in the hollow of His hand. (Isaiah 40:12 NKJV)

I knew deep in my spirit I was healed by His command.

With each exquisite thorn, as painful as it may be

Has a clear, definite purpose and is absolutely necessary.

Complete healing was mine either of, by or through.

What exquisite thorns will you entrust Him to?
Image credit: Genesis Matters

8 responses to “Exquisite”

  1. LOVE this and love you. You (He) always speaks straight to my heart via your words. So eternally grateful for you and your courage.

    • Humbled and honored He uses me to speak His truth and message to you and others. Even though we’ve never met face to face God put us together. What extravagant gifts He gives us. I love you too Robin!

  2. Beautiful. It has always been a pleasure reading your posts. I have nominated you for the Sunshine Blogger Award on my blog. Kindly take a look. Hope to hear from you soon. Cheers!

  3. […] “Exquisite” is another poem I wrote about the thorns that adorned the crown of Jesus and my journey with Christ through breast cancer. One part of the piece Exquisite that describes my journey best is, […]

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