Friday, January 21, 2011

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This was either quoted from or inspired by a favorite song of mine.






I'm clinging loosely to prayers that lately, I feel as if have fallen upon deaf ears.
Where are You?
Where are You as my Faith waivers?
Where are You in this blinding haze?
And where were You?
Where were You when I would seek to find Joy in my trials and found no Peace?
Where were You when I did not doubt Your Love, but could not feel it.
And why won't You answer me?
Why won't You answer me?
Why won't You answer me?
Why won't You answer me?
Why won't Your presence pierce this deafening silence I've been screaming through for so long?
For so long my voice has grown weary in Your absence.
The way Your voice once spoke so clearly, there are no words.
The cup you once filled so abundantly has run dry.
And where Your light once led so assuredly, I feel so unguided.
Still I press on.
For I felt You in my paths guiding me in my desire to change,
Finding a path through fallen tears.
Seems I've turned my back and walked away,
Seeing my reflection and not recognizing my own face,
Not knowing why You allowed me to get here.
Though there was a time when the weight of Your reality brought me to my knees.
My shame and my convictions found a Heart crying out for change,
And trying times gave way to white seasons.
My fears would flee the resounding sound of Your Heart beating within my chest,
Your Blood coursing through my veins,
Purifying and breathing Life into this lifeless body.
And now it seems as though I have let the Sun set on that season.
The road you freed me from, now crushes me under it's heel.
This Flesh Your Spirit once cleansed is now crawling,
Festering,
Rotting from the inside,
Numb to Your touch,
Calloused,
Closed off.
I feel alone and overlooked...
I don't know if I will ever find my way back.


And then, You were there.
At the time when I was sure my future was lost,
Your hand reached down and grabbed ahold of mine.
My hand.
My hand that had done so much harm and had become twisted,
A tormentor,
A tool of the flesh,
Evil.
It was that same hand that reached forth and accepted Your Grace.
My path had been winding, hoping to lose You, but it only seemed to help You find me.
For Your Love knows no bounds, and cannot be lost in Darkness.
My voice that had been so strained and weak, was drowned by the sound of Your name.
I now am with You.
My path has reached it's destination;
Your open arms.
You are Joy.
You are Peace.
You are Love.
You are Life.
Your Heart and Blood replace mine, and give new Life to this tattered and burnt body,
This memorial to Confusion and Corruption.
It is torn down once and for all eternity.
Replaced by a shining beacon for others, eminatting a new Light and Hope.
Your Light that once showed me the path, now resides inside of me.
The weight of Your reality that once brought me to my knees,
Now serves as a platform to raise me up so I may embrace You again.
The Sun that had set on my seasons now rises again as the Son and warms me with it's light.
The tears that once clouded my mind and flooded my paths are shed with joy, filling back my cup.
Forevermore will I trust You.
Forevermore will I rely on You.
Forevermore, will I stay by Your side.

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