The Heart Of A Saint Poem by Didith Marcelo

Table was set; a breakfast is served.
When conversation goes on a heart takes place.

Oh truth comes! Mouth of wisdom poured out! She is a queen, mouth full of wisdom.

A righteous woman was betrayed by a gentlemen, but she chose to smile even pain is inside, she chose to care even disrespect she gets, she chose to be meek even she has the right to fight. She discerned the right way how to reciprocate people even they schemed audaciously.

JUST is vested in her, when others showed how greed they are, and God replenishes her everyday when she face people.

Long conversation; I once shared my thoughts about the occurrence, as she lets these people to aggrieved her, her answered was like a voice of a saints, that echoed; a spirit from God, I was melted away when she said that, "let God collect my tears"...my heart was stunned and an awe of admiration dwells within me.

As the spirit of her ascended calling the glory of God, I saw her laughing and sharing the thoughts that I need to learned. She shared the humble pieces of her, and I agree! She taught me to please more of God and cling unto nothing else.

I understand now! Let the connivance be set into the thoroughfare, and let the evil succeed sometimes, it's the only way to be on top in order to manifest the life of a saint and display the glory of God in the life of a Queen.