Transformed... Poem by Ola Joseph Kolawole

TRANSFORMED…the testimony of Queen-Friend

Call me “Pitiable”
And your predictions will be enviable…
Call me “Wonderful”
Yet, you would have hit the eyes of the bull.

Born with an admirable greatness;
Shown the best of tenderness;
Wrapped up in the warmth of Christ’s Kindness;
But I got lost in the love of His Royal Highness.

Like the prodigal,
I forgot what it meant to be frugal…
I consciously frustrated His grace,
And behold; very frustrating became the race.

But thanks to bearing to the truth a witness
That I have a priest who understands my weakness,
And He specializes in a single business –
The business of turning weaknesses to greatness!

Now I know His irrepressible love is boundless
And His extravagant grace is endless…
Now I can run the race with ace
And keep beholding His face in His place

Thanks to His mercies that never ends;
Thanks to His grace that never bends
My testimony, I know, is now a blessing to some…
…The paths of fulfillment, here I come

October 20,2008. (11: 50 pm)