Jacqueline’s Explosion Within

Her Lord had her here

and carried her there.

Positioned her here and postured

her there. She had a very

familiar smile, a chandelier that lit

every room, in spaces where

many had a frown. Crisis after crisis

arose and it showed on

their faces in the spaces

of desolation and disgrace

seldom was her smile erased.

Every where she went, she embodied

an oak of righteousness persona, through

and through, so much so

the landing strip

of her full circle moment,

a destination called home.

Guess what she sees in the place of

charity, lovingly called Jennie’s Place,

a one hundred fifty-year-old oak tree.

This discovery brought a whole new

meaning to her entire journey of

Jacqueline’s explosion within.

It was all starting to make sense;

obedience was her canvas all along.

Her Lord chartered her to be a beacon

of light to shine bright and

never in her might. Many couldn’t

figure out why her light burned

so bright. Never boasting or

toasting to her own delight,

she gave all the glory to the one

true God above. He Reigned Supreme,

of which many had never seen.

Her countenance caused amazement

as she wore a crown of

favor, fashioning her to display

His light. Each jewel in the crown

a representation of the places her Lord

prompted her to be still and know

that He is God,

no matter what she beholds.

Many saw her light and couldn’t

fathom how she was still

standing in a bold frame and tenure.

The secret was well

underway as He makes all

things beautiful in its time.

Her Lord permeated her walls

with peace, sprinkling gold flecks

infused with His anointing, causing her

to get back up again and again.

Each place she settled, His hand

was upon her mightily. He branded

her with healing hands. Her Lord

even filled many a vase

with her tears. Her tears were not

fear waiting to be answered, it was her

Lords tears everytime

the very one’s, He had her

to dawn with His essence

as they rejected Him.

He desired for them to

experience His anointing

firsthand through His vessel.

Jacqueline endured great pain

and much loss. His mercy was plentiful

in her front and rear guards.

The collaboration of

holiness and obedience

remained her constant.

Afflicted by her own acts,

tried by the fire of her God.

He made her whole,

He sealed her with His love,

He permeated her heart and mind

with His peace.

Embossed with a great anointing,

refined by His fire. Strengthened

to her core by the Shield and Buckler.

She has been His warrior, and

He used her to model His garments.

She could no longer hide what her Lord

was performing through her.

They tried to stop her, never

knowing to preempt her

would be to stop her Lord,

which is God Himself. Who is she? It’s

Jacqueline’s explosion within.

She finally realized

He makes no mistakes, only

masterpieces.