Daily cries
In constant heart break.
I feel
Intensely.
My soul cries out to you, O God.
My body thrashes in agony, Dear Lord.
Prayers.
How many more prayers would it take?
How many more pleas of mercy do you need?
Father, I will give you all and more
To relieve your poor servant's pain.
Peace
Super natural healing
Relief
Purification
You, O Lord, hold the power.
To you, O Lord I lift my voice to praise
For your endless grace upon my life,
But Oh Lord, the pain I feel from afar
Consumes me.
Painful visions.
Painful realities
That are not my own.
But I hold on to the truths that I've learned.
I hold on to the knowledge of your wisdom.
I hold on to the experience of your forgiveness.
I hold on to the hope of redemption.
I need to trust in you more.
I need to release this sadness and embrace the happiness
Of the good you've brought about in a poor child's suffering.
Hold on to the lives he's changed and transformed, including my own.
Slowly I feel myself melting.
Hopefully releasing the control and boundaries I've made for myself,
and instead joining in your infinite existence.
I lift him up to you with joyfulness.
He who deserves paradise more than most.
He who will be made whole in your loving embrace.
This is lovely!
ReplyDeleteAnother great poem Jillian, i like this one a lot, the way you merge a poem with a prayer and the meaning behind it is so cool. I love it
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