Ache. Darkness. Alone.
My soul so raw it shudders at the touch of words.
Screaming silently for companionship.
Shrinking in agony from another’s presence.
Here I sit.
“Are not my days few? Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer before I go—and I shall not return— to the land of darkness and deep shadow, the land of gloom like thick darkness, like deep shadow without any order, where light is as thick darkness.” Job 10:20-22
Sorrow. Gray light. Tears.
My head throbbing from my weeping.
Sweating as I lie in the dark with my sadness.
Hugging my pain close to my beaten heart.
Here I cry.
“I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping…My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”‘ Ps. 6:6, 42:3
Promise. Stillness. Waiting.
My hands clutching at truth.
Grappling weakly with a plan, a sovereignty.
Pleading feebly for a hope.
Here I wait.
“But for you, O Lord, do I wait; it is you, O Lord my God, who will answer… Be strong, and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for the Lord!” Psalm 38:15, 31:24
Peace. Gentle rain. Healing.
My heart staggering towards true love.
Clutching at promises as my life line.
Resting in not knowing.
Here I stand.
“You have kept count of my tossings; put my tears in your bottle. Are they not in your book? “I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.” Psalm 56:8, John 16:33
Joy. Sunshine through rain. Energy.
My soul leaping for gladness in your presence.
Singing with delight in your presence.
Quieting my future tumult with truth.
Here I run.
“For by you I can run against a troop, and by my God I can leap over a wall. This God—his way is perfect; the word of the Lord proves true; he is a shield for all those who take refuge in him… With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation. And you will say in that day: “Give thanks to the Lord, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the peoples, proclaim that his name is exalted. “Sing praises to the Lord, for he has done gloriously; let this be made known in all the earth.” Psalm 18:29-30, Isaiah 12:3-5