I've always loved that part of the story. I too can relate so well to it. And really every time I have had those "ugly" crying sessions, God has revealed Himself in new and beautiful ways to me. Honesty, authenticity draws us closer to Him. He surely turns what the enemy meant for evil into good.
I've always loved that part of the story. I too can relate so well to it. And really every time I have had those "ugly" crying sessions, God has revealed Himself in new and beautiful ways to me. Honesty, authenticity draws us closer to Him. He surely turns what the enemy meant for evil into good.
I wrote this poem in one of those crushing seasons (July 2017), as Naomi's words gave me a voice:
Gathered Pour
Gather, You tell me
Gather, my broken dreams?
Gather, my heart broke in two?
Gather, all I've poured and emptied out?
Gather, here my broken self?
What do I gather?
When all I have is broken
Shattered?
Mara, she said to call her
Mara is the word I'd choose
A bitter hand dealt.
Gather, You tell me
Gather, Your tears here for me wept?
Gather, Your heart here broke for me?
Gather, all You've poured and emptied?
Gather, broken Word made flesh?
It's then I see You
There beside me strong
Hand in mine
Walking to our Cross
Hand in Yours
Our bodies broken in Your tomb we lay
Shame and mocking on us laid
Pierced and bled of pain
Till Your heavens darkness rent
Curtain raised, now in two I hear You rip.
Christ, You raise to life
From tomb unwrap
And come
Songs in human soul here now awake
Embraced in love
Steeled in truth
Sent in Grace's own true Breath
Mercy's hands
And mercy's feet.
Broken, You make whole again
Dark, You shine my night to Light
Tears, You cup and pour to Joy aflame
Fear, You still in Perfect Peace
My feet on righteous path You tread
Sure and steadfast held
Garden of My Lord
Enclosed and sealed
For time such as this
Your spring You break
And fountains crash and pour
Your Love You've gathered
Now to rush and pour.
Anna! This is so beautiful. Thank you for sharing your heart ❤️