I wonder…
How many Josephs are sitting in their pits,
not because they belong there,
but because the ones they trusted the most
were the same ones who threw them in.
They wait, hoping, praying, believing
that maybe, just maybe, someone will remember them,
someone will pull them out,
someone will say, “You don’t deserve this.”
But days turn to nights, nights to weeks,
and still… silence.
I wonder…
How many Daniels have stood in boardrooms,
factories, offices, churches, stages,
and refused to bow to lies?
How many have been thrown into dens,
not of lions with teeth, but of whispers,
of false accusations, of cold betrayals,
all because they chose to stand for what was right?
It’s lonely when integrity costs you everything,
when the roar of rejection is louder than applause.
But even in the den, Daniel, you are not alone.
I wonder…
How many Esthers have hidden their true selves,
afraid that revealing their identity
would mean losing everything?
How many have swallowed their voices,
painted on smiles,
dressed in disguises just to survive?
How many have stood at the door of destiny,
wondering if stepping forward
means losing the comfort of the shadows?
But Esther, your voice was never meant to be silenced.
Your purpose is bigger than your fear.
I wonder…
How many Moses have stood before their own Red Seas,
feet frozen, heart trembling,
knowing they are called to lead,
but afraid they are not enough?
How many have heard the whispers of their past
reminding them of who they used to be,
telling them they cannot go back,
that their mistakes have defined them?
But Moses, you were not called because you were perfect.
You were called because you were chosen.
I wonder…
How many Joshuas have doubted God,
not because they don’t believe,
but because the size of the task before them
makes them feel so small?
How many have heard God say,
“Be strong and courageous,”
but still felt the weight of responsibility
pressing against their chest?
Joshua, it’s okay to be scared.
But fear doesn’t change the promise.
What’s ahead is greater than what’s behind.
And so, to the Josephs, to the Daniels,
to the Esthers, to the Moses, to the Joshuas,
This is your time.
This is the moment where you stop wondering
and start believing.
It doesn’t matter if you feel small.
It doesn’t matter if the journey is hard.
Stand tall. Speak loud. Walk boldly.
Because greatness…
is one call away,
one step away,
one decision away.
I Will Heal, But Not Forget by walkingshadowpoetry
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