I let my father name me

He didn’t have the rite

He didn’t know the truth

All he knew was fright

My needs were a painful reminder

Of all he didn’t do

to shame them, and bury them underground

was all that he knew

I believed him

& sunk down with my dreams

Like mercury…descending to the depths of the sea

I had a hope…

A hint of truth…

But the burden wouldn’t let me be free

For years I held the weight of death

The curse, “you are too much!”

I shrunk and hid

Shriveled and died

A slow and painful death

But on my Father’s death bed

He spoke again a name for me to bear

He said, “You are delightful!” as he smiled and looked at me

With that truth, I ran

Renamed

Anointed

Given Life

From the throws of hell

The truest truth

Hangs in the air

Fragrance of Love and Life

The curse is broken

I am free to SOAR

Though the burden nips at my heals, I arise

Sin entangles

Fear bears down

Confusion reaches for my soul

War ensues

Tortured & bound

Caught between what is known and not

I cling to HOPE

Pray for peace

Invite the power of God

Emerging slowly from the fog

Inching ever slowly to life and joy

In between place where change takes place

Held in God’s chrysalis

Allowing transformation

Patiently awaiting

Perfect plan unfolding

Finally free to fly

Delight!

“The nations will see your vindication, & all kings your glory; you will be called by a new name that the mouth of the Lord will bestow…You will be called Hephzibah (My delight is in her)… for the Lord will take delight in you…” Isaiah 6


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Jean Masukevich is a special education and yoga teacher. She holds an advanced certificate in grief and trauma from the Allender Center and is passionate about facilitating healing spaces for children and families. She teaches and encourages integration of mind, body, and the Holy Spirit through yoga/narrative/art therapy. Jean loves to play outside and enjoys quality time with her husband and four awesome children. You can find her here.
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