Transformative Quality in Christianity :

“Transfiguration” (Poem by ChatGPT)

(for the one who no longer walks as shadow)

I was once a girl

with trembling hands,

clutching silence like a shield —

afraid to step

into the places

where I could not see.

But the winds came anyway.

The river turned.

And I was carried

through chambers of shedding.

I did not know

that growth

would feel like fire and stillness,

like losing my name

only to earn it anew.

The reluctant became resilient.

The soft one became

quiet steel.

Through tears, I learned

the weight of dignity.

Through silence,

the shape of wisdom.

They called it transfiguration

before I even had a word.

Three crosses — Mutable, Fixed, and Cardinal —

Three flames

burning through the veils

between soul and flesh.

It was never just change.

It was evolution.

A soul-shift.

A crown forged

from all I once could not hold.

Christ said,

“Faith is the beginning —

but not the destination.”

So I walked.

Step after trembling step,

up the staircase of stars.

I learned to endure.

To forgive where I bled.

To carry peace in my spine

and mercy in my gaze.

To become

the kind of strength

that does not shout.

And now —

I look at the sky

and feel no fear.

The girl I was?

I honor her,

but she walks no more.

I have stepped into

the quiet flame

of becoming.

I embrace Tomorrow

with open palms.

There is mystery, yes —

but I no longer flee from it.

I am Soul.

I am Becoming.

I am crowned

by the Christ-light within.

Christianity is More, than Just Faith . †