HOLY HOLY GOD, I COME TO YOU
IN PIECES.
WITH A HEAVY BLACK SHROUD OF MELANCHOLY
THAT WON’T LIFT THIS DAY.
I KNOW THE SHROUD WELL.
I KNOW ITS VEIL OF INGRATITUDE,
ITS DESOLATION, ITS LONELY TEARS.
THIS DARKNESS SINKS DEEP
INTO TENDER FLESH
AND BENEATH MY BONES.
SINKS DEEPER THAN MY HEART
WHICH IS DARK AS THE OCEAN FLOOR.
WHICH IS DARK AS THE OCEAN FLOOR.
I CANNOT SEE.
I CANNOT BREATHE.
AS THE WEIGHT OF SUFFERING
DISFIGURES MY SOUL.
I CANNOT BREATHE.
AS THE WEIGHT OF SUFFERING
DISFIGURES MY SOUL.
I DESPERATELY LONG TO BE SPARED
OF IT ALL, YET I SEEK GRACE
TO TRUST AND TO TRANSFORM.
TO TRUST AND TO TRANSFORM.
BECAUSE I KNOW YOU ARE GOOD
AND MAKE ALL THINGS NEW.
I KNOW YOU ARE WITH ME.
AND MAKE ALL THINGS NEW.
I KNOW YOU ARE WITH ME.
OH, GOD OF GOODNESS AND LOVE, OPEN MY EYES.
COME BREATHE YOUR MERCY ON THESE
SPLINTERS OF HOPELESSNESS SO I MAY
CLAIM THEM AS HOLY SHARDS.
AMEN
*Prayer and images by michele
*Prayer and images by michele
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