Mind swollen-
Can't let it rest
Eyes bolted-
Shut out the light
Voice silenced-
Wouldn't change much
Heart burdened-
Drag your own weight
Fists clenching-
Shouldn't let go
Demons swarm-
Cry out to God
Will He hear me? He's silent!
Yet He speaks
Has He noticed? He's busy!
He sees all
Can I trust Him? He is lax!
He sleeps not
Did He lift chains? He's more weight!
He bore nails
Is the past His? He forgot!
He holds time
Where is He now? He is not!
Where am I?
God, help me!
One presence within my own synchronizes
A wave of relief swells and rocks my thoughts
I look and perceive hills of rich sunrise
My lips now pronounce precious prayers and laud
Now aided with wings resurrected, fly-
Soul surgery for open hands held high
I think there are many people out there who spiritually struggle with inward conflict. Giving ear to haunting voices of doubt, hopelessness, fear, etc. can quickly drag you along a downward spiral. Sometimes without knowing it, suddenly, you find yourself alone with your own deafening myriad of demons. You want out. You see relief, hope, help, companionship, and the like as unreachable. On many occasions, I have been there. This is a poem in response to a fairly recent experience, when I first began visiting a church that challenged me to lift my hands in worship, despite my inner state. Jesus said come "just as you are". What an overwhelming relief to know that I can always come with open hands!
ReplyDeleteSo good Rachel.
ReplyDeleteYou are not alone in feeling this for sure! I've been there for some time. This is beautiful. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful!!! I want to follow your blog but I'm not seeing how I can do that?
ReplyDeleteHit the Blogger icon that takes you to your dashboard. Under "Reading List", click the "Add" button and type "Reflecting Rays". I'm new too, and that's the way I've done it with other blogs so far!
Deletebeautiful poem.
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