“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.” Isaiah 43:2 (NIV)
Like the sound in my head, I see it.
Amid the fire, I saw refined gold.
But then, I looked behind me—reminded of all I’d been through:
The fire, the quiet moments, the days of loneliness.
Days surrounded by confusion and insecurity,
Days when uncertainty engulfed me.
But I came out—unburnt.
There were moments I sat in silence,
Weeping, lost in the weight of it all.
The voices in my head, the distant echoes of doubt,
All I could do was cry and weep.
The pain and loneliness were unbearable,
Overwhelming every part of me.
Yet You stood for me.
And from the depths, I rose—unburnt.
There were days I couldn’t pray,
Days when words failed me,
And all I could offer were my tears.
Still, You heard my unspoken cries.
You reached down and pulled me out,
Out of the depths, out of despair.
I came out—unburnt.
I fell, so hard and so deep,
Drenched in my tears,
Clothed in garments stained by shame and despair.
Even then, You cleansed me.
You restored me,
And I rose—unburnt.
There were days I felt nothing good could come from me,
Days when I was the lowest of the low.
Condemnation wrapped around me,
And insecurity blinded me.
But You saw something I couldn’t see.
You believed in me.
And once again, I rose—unburnt.
I questioned my worth, my purpose.
All I saw was brokenness and failure,
An image shattered by pain and betrayal.
But even in those moments, You were constant.
Your presence never wavered.
And I came out—unburnt.
There were nights I screamed into the void,
And the only voice I heard was my own.
I thought I was losing my mind,
Searching desperately for help,
Finding only closed doors and silence.
Yet You stood with me in the silence.
From the depths, I emerged—unburnt.
When bitterness consumed me,
When anger burned within me,
You stepped into my pain,
Releasing me from its grip.
You didn’t leave me in my anger.
You carried me through.
And once again, I rose—unburnt.
I hated everything—myself, my circumstances.
Even when I wanted to be consumed by the darkness,
Your mercy said no.
Your love refused to let go.
You lifted me, rebuilt me,
And declared I was not done.
Through it all, You stood.
You healed my broken heart.
You taught me the meaning of love,
Raising voices to speak life into me.
Seasons changed, but You remained constant.
Your presence wrapped around me,
Holding me together when I thought I would fall apart.
All I can say is thank you God
Thank You for being my constant,
For being my comfort,
For showing up when I needed You most.
You made me stronger.
You made me wiser.
Through it all, I grew.
And now, I stand—unburnt.
Here is a song that captures my heart for the year- Seasons (Live) – Hillsong Worship
Written by Mary Nwanua.
