Identity Crisis – Poem

It was always about one thing that my heart knew but my head never really could understand.
It was always about a presence so overwhelming the entirety of my being couldn’t withstand.
It was always about a confidence in the love gotten in God’s presence that in Jesus name I stand.
It was always about a knowledge that regardless of habits and disbelief, a perfect relationship in Christ I have, my flight cannot land.
Now I an understand my identity.
I am the son of a king, I have power, a reliable strong and sound mind.
I am the son of the king, I have authority with my father’s name so when I ask I find.
I am the son of the king, born to live noble, to serve, give value, respect other and be kind.
I am the son of the king, I have royal blood, irrespective of bad behaviour my home still remains the kingdom.
I am the son of the king with born with a spirit that resists negativity and failure I have liberty and freedom.
I am the son of the wise king bless with riches,privileges,experiences,guidance and wisdom.
I finally understand who I am.
I am the predestined, the called, the justified. I am the glorified, I am the proud son of the king of kings..

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James Ohiomoba.

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