Now I am

Once I was a target,

the aim of each arrow….

spear piecing my heart,

my mind, my being

Once I was a target,

receiving each blow,

at the centre point of being

Once I was a target,

at first small and tender,

but now grown, standing tall

but NOW, I am the arrow

held in position,

with purpose and aim

but now, I AM the arrow

held in perfect tension

to display a greater glory in release

but now, I am the ARROW

sent out to achieve the plan,

far higher and deeper than imagined

I am the arrow in His quiver,

surrendered and ready for His release

reaching and fulfilling His higher purpose

His glory displayed in me

for all to see.

“He made my mouth like a sharpened sword, in the shadow of his hand he hid me; he made me into a polished arrow and concealed me in his quiver.”

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭49:2‬ ‭NIV‬‬