Ujamaa Christian Poetry
Eve, Sarah, Rebekah, Rachel, Esther, Ruth, Naomi,
Deborah, Rahab, Hannah, Abigail, Basheeba, Mary Magdelene,
I call unto you strong women of my spiritual heritage.
Through your fall, laughter, courage, faith, submissiveness,
error, was I birthed.
Many wombs, broken in two, birth nation against nation,
divided clean from unclean, nurtured salvation.
The memory of you brings a sweet taste of honey combs,
bitterness of vinegar, perfect combination for virtuous restoration.
Woven woman weaved from the fall of mother Eve, still can
receive the power to conceive, sculptured by the only one called
the Holy One.
All things do work together for good to them that love the Lord and
are called according to His purpose……
Heavenly Father, bless the fruit of our wombs. Roman 8:28-29
Written by Kitty Darlynn Williams
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