I became

I became…

It was I,

Like Isaac who wrestled with the angel for his breakthrough

So I wrestled for mine and my healing too.

I pushed.

I shoved.

I fought.

I demanded to be restored.

To be the woman I was destined to be

Not the woman I saw staring back at me.

She was dealing with pain,

Rejection fear and anxiety.

And I knew I had to let her go.

I could no longer take her to where I was going.

She had cling to me for so long

And delayed me for too long.

I would always love her,

I would always acknowledge her

Because her brokenness led me to the “one”

Jesus!

But my love had to mature and realize

The parasite she had become

To my freedom, to my greatness

To my hope, my faith and relationships.

So finally, I glanced one last time and whispered goodbye.

No more stolen looks,

No more back and forth,

Finally grounded.

What I thought I was becoming.

I had become.