By Jennifer L Griffith
My heart is broken.
More so than at any other time.
Circumstances are not the matter,
as long as it’s for what breaks God’s.
This, definitely does…
My path is scattered with shattered pieces–some mine, some another’s.
My heart steps from side-to-side, seeking God’s light upon this path,
with crevices so deep, I could fall in, and never get back …
up, truly alive.
If my flesh had its way, I could get lost,
missing the direction of whom I seek.
Yet, I’d miss the summit, where all these pieces may just fit.
A breather comes at times, sitting by the water, still,
planted, waiting for the next climb.
I wonder, does this walk of faith–
this journey following the Light,
EVER get easier?
Part of me wants to say, “I wish.”
Yet, the part that yearns to grow,
knows that if that path ever came, it’s likely not of Him.
It’d likely be of the one whose ways are to stagnate what’s inside.
That pool that ebbs and flows with God’s breaking…
That sound is so clear, shattering at times,
as the drops of my tears keep that pool inside alive.
You know, that part of my heart, that yearns to grow.
The only part that eases
is the believing, the knowing,
that God truly is
good through it all.
The rest, the pieces, the tears, the pain from what I see,
from the cries that I hear,
the ones that move me closer to the deeper faith that I seek.
The kind that requires no sight to see, only steps.
Of faith.
Lead me, Lord, where more of You is required,
so I grow ever closer …
To the One who makes all of life divine.
You, who makes sense of so many shattered pieces,
leaving none that should reside.
This is powerful, and incredibly beautiful and speaks to me on so many levels. Thank you.
Thank you, Sue for allowing what God is doing in my life to touch yours. If our journey through the difficult can’t touch the lives of others, our journeys would be limited to “self”. All for the glory of God, may His army rise up to the call that often comes with much pain.
Wow! Powerful piece, my friend.
Love you, Janetta, my friend. I yearn for our paths to cross again, and believe that in His time, that will happen. May God’s army rise up to the call, without grumbling, complaining, but with the sacrifice of praise from the growth that’s taking place inside.
If our journey through the difficult can’t touch the lives of others, there would be not point in the journey, all for the glory of God. Thank you all for allowing me to share.
A beautiful post that touched my heart.
Thank you, Dee Dee, for letting me know that God is using my pain to touch that of others. May His army rise up to the call, without grumbling or complaining in the whine that often accompanies the fire. Yet, may we PRAISE HIM for the glorious growth of the walk of the call.
You are not alone! I feel I am walking this path too….. I felt every word and I understand and rekate. He gets the glory in our suffering and may the triumph trumpet Blair in our waiting room of testing!!! Bless you for blessing me