Led into the
wilderness
Carried into
exile
Placed in a
spot
Tailor made
for me
A vessel emptied and
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| Despair, by Rose Waugh, copyright 2004 |
Waiting to
be filled
Silence…….
There are
lessons to be learned
In this
silence
No longer
the teacher
But the
student
No longer the scribe
But the reader
No longer the scribe
But the reader
Refinement
taking place
In the
absence of words
Alone…..
Those I
thought I knew
Strangers
now
Like vapors
that have
Disappeared
They are
gone, and I am
Afraid…..
A moan
A sigh
Escape my
lips at various times
Echoing back
Among the ruins
The sound of
my own voice
A cruel
taunt
And yet….I
sense
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| Cry For Help, by Deborah Nell |
That I am no
longer
Alone
And fear evaporates
Now there is
One
Who waits
beside me
His nearness…
A comfort
His presence…
My strength
Although I
cannot see Him yet
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| Spirit of the Living God, by Deborah Nell |
I know that
He is
Here…right
here
I sense His
love
His peace
His wordless
invitation
To come closer–
to Him
Because He’s
been in this place before
Himself…alone
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| Temptation In The Wilderness, by Briton Riviere |
Exiled while
still fresh
From the
wild man’s baptism
Spirited
into this desert
With droplets of
the Jordan still clinging to
His hair
Abandoned by
friends with
Fear His close
companion as He
Sweats great
drops like blood and prays
Alone in a
garden dark
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So I lean
into this Shepherd
This Friend
This Friend
This Brother
This God Man of hope and compassion
This God Man of hope and compassion
His breath,
warm and sweet
Like a
gentle summer breeze
Upon my head
His heartbeat
a rhythm
Like a sweet
symphony
In my ear
Waiting…..
Breathing....
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| The Promise, by Morgan Weistling |
Breathing....
Content
now
To sit at
His feet and
To wait…
To learn…
In exile
In the
wilderness
In silence
No longer
alone
No longer
afraid
When you search for me, you will find me; if you seek me with all your heart, I will let you find me, says the Lord, and I will restore your fortunes and gather you from all the nations and all the places where I have driven you, says the Lord, and I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile. ~ Jeremiah 29:13-14, NRSV
Pam this is so amazingly beautiful, my friend. I am wowed and blessed!
ReplyDeleteMany thanks, Dawn. For your comment, and for sharing this with your sphere of the bloggy world.
DeleteThis was 'one of those things' that I did not plan on writing, had no intentions of creating, etc. I feel like one of those hand puppets, just lying around, empty, and suddenly, God picks me up, slips me onto His hand and away we go!
Thanks for the love, my BBFF. <3
Oh, that elusive contentment. That willingness to sit and wait in this busy world. Beautiful. I'm glad Dawn pointed us here.
ReplyDeleteStacy, thanks so much for your thoughts, your kind words, and for stopping by here for a bit!
DeleteSounds amazing!!! I can relate to the feeling alone, and then the awareness that I am not alone, and that He understands. You said it so eloquently. Sometimes it is the learning to sit quietly at His feet that teaches us so much.
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