
“The LORD hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.” Jeremiah 31:3
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Someone carelessly speaks words of pain,
Showering down and restoring old wounds.
My mind submits to you, Lord,
I forgive and reach out in love.
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But my heart slips deep into a void,
Refusing to listen,
Refusing to obey,
Reuniting the moment with the pain,
Over and Over.
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I struggle with an inner battle,
Back and forth,
Praying that my heart
Will melt in obedience,
Releasing the hurt inside.
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I fast and pray,
Lord, show me the way.
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My own shortcomings,
Rise up before me.
My spirit grieves,
Was I forgiven?
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How could I,
Forgiven for such as these,
Not forgive.
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How could I,
Loved, in spite of my shame,
Not love.
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Written 5/11/95