Thank you

Thank you for depriving me

You have taught me to seek and to find

Thank you for rejecting me

It has taught me to love me

Thank you for ostracizing me

It has taught me to like my own company

Thank you for victimizing me

It has taught me to fight back like a lioness

Thank you for despising me

It has put in me the thirst for achievement

Thank you for silencing me

I have become a voice for the voiceless

Thank you for the wounds you inflicted in me

I have become a healer of wounded souls; and I love it.

What you meant for evil

The Lord has turned for my good.

Thank you.

I’m a billboard

I was not born to show his face

His shame and pain and wicked ways

I do not live to show case his evil

I refuse to be a billboard for the devil

I was born to show forth His praises

His name and gain and tender mercies

I do live to make known His glory

Look at me, you’ll see a testimony.