Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Sorrow

I wrote this about a girl and her fight with God.
Slipping, sliding, softly, slowly;
Caressing the careful curves of a face
Carven and chiseled by the hand of God
Dripping, dropping down dearly
Over-swelling from an anguished heart
Each small jewel rewets its course
A prelude to the torrential rain to come
Gasping, choking, a twisting pain
A clash and crash and cry
If breaths were not so necessary for life
They soon would cease the struggle
The soul calls out a fractured prayer
The heart a broken song
Burdens of a grieving sadness hurt
And sorrowful aches of woe
But then the very arms of God
En-wrapping heartache strongly
A firm protective loving grasp
The misery is swaddled up
Comforted for a time
And resting
Waiting
For final peace.

7 comments:

lautre said...

nice. you have talent. and i mean that seriously.

mreddie said...

These same type feelings have come to me so many times and I'm convinced that the broken ones are the ones that are closest to the heart of God. Psm. 51:17 "The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and a contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise." ec

adannells said...

Thanks for visiting my blog! It is really refreshing to read the blog of somebody else who loves the Lord. I read your profile and saw that you like to read Elisabeth Elliot! She is one of my most favorite authors and a great woman of God. I also love Elizabeth George. Have you read any of her books? They are wonderful also. I am going to keep visiting your site! God Bless! :)

krnfishstix said...

thanks for commenting on my blog... it's good to have somebody comment on something once in awhile =D

thebeloved said...

mreddie--
He has sent me to bind up the brokenhearted,
to proclaim freedom for the captives
and release from darkness for the prisoners,
to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor
and the day of vengeance of our God,
to comfort all who mourn,
and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the LORD
for the display of his splendor.

thebeloved said...

oops... that was from Isaiah 61...and I love that God was sent to bind up the broken hearted.

thebeloved said...

lautre--thanks so much.
adannells--I haven't read Elizabeth George (at least that I can remember). I work at a Christian book store so I will see if I can find anything of hers. Any suggestions?
krnfishstix--I enjoy reading other people's stuff. I hope I will get to comment again sometime.