Refined in the Fire

Each piece you read here

is being written in real time—

through the ache,

through the surrender,

through the slow, steady rebuilding of trust.

I am not finished.

I haven’t “arrived.”

I am still healing,

still listening,

still being held.

This is how I process.

This is how I pray.

Each piece is hand-lettered,

formed in stillness,

born from Breath + Ash—

the breath of God reviving what once felt buried,

and the ash of sorrow He never wastes.

Here, the fire isn’t destroying me.

It is refining me.

Here, poetry becomes prayer.

And healing becomes my offering.

From the words to the textures,

each piece carries the weight

of the season it came from—

and the hope God is growing in me now.

Everything you see is original—

created by my own hands and heart.

If something here speaks to you,

I kindly ask that you tag or credit

dotkoak.com when sharing.

Thank you for meeting me here.

Let’s walk this together.

With you in the surrender—
and in His holy nearness that restores,

—Michelle Elleana