what the gospel does.

by Misty Dawn

the gospel takes who it wants to.

and it’s taken me.

all of who i thought i was, i’m no longer.

and all that’s left of whatever i was, i want it gone too.

i want the presence of God magnified in my soul.

every minute.

every breath.

i want Him.

and He wanted me.


there’s no longer any shame.

no longer any games.

no identity confusion, masked as courage.

i’m His.

i’m taken.

a glad prisoner to His will.