Unbroken

A Psalm from the Fire


There are battles I remember,

And wounds I’ve forgotten how I bled.

Pain buried so deep in my marrow,

Even I lost the trail where it led.


Some scars were born in silence,

Where no one stood watch but God.

And some were wrapped in memory’s haze—

Still, I rose from every fraud.


I have been lied to, pushed down, forsaken.

I’ve carried burdens that weren’t mine to bear.

They told me, “Be quiet, be useful, be nothing,”

But I stood in the ashes and dared.


I forgave what tried to destroy me,

Even what I don’t fully recall.

Because peace isn’t passive or gentle—

It’s choosing to stand when you fall.


Someone I love has become a storm,

Not by choice, but by torment and flame.

And though their anger lashes like lightning,

I no longer shoulder the blame.


I see through the chaos they carry,

The pain they won’t speak but still throw.

But I will not be their battleground—

This time, my soul says, “No.”


I’m not who I was in the beginning—

The scared girl, the shattered wife.

God has rebuilt me in silence

And breathed resurrection to life.


This peace I possess is a fortress.

It’s been carved from surrender and flame.

No demon, no rage, no betrayal

Can shake the foundation I claim.


Because I walk with the Lord as my shelter.

His name is my shield and my song.

He has counted each tear that I’ve hidden,

And He’s made right what’s been wrong.


So let the winds howl if they want to.

Let the past claw for a place in my soul.

I am covered in mercy unending—

My story, redeemed and made whole.


I am unbroken. Still standing.

Even when trembling inside.

For the peace that surpasses all reason

Is the place where my spirit will hide.


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