Unveiling Such beauty waits beyond the slash heaps One climbs their ruins—no small feat for one feeling small. Yet reddening corpuscles absorb air those that have not carried oxygen for long seasons of treachery. Treachery the lie that small ones have no strength. None of our strength is our own... 'Tis gifted or granted, imagined for purposes far beyond even our most benevolent inclination. And yet, cells have not forgotten how to carry this breath of life. Lift the veil on beauty's unfolding her wonder un-reconciled to loss. Maker has seen to that with measured infinite supply. None of our strength is our own... jfig 10/2020
This poem derives from figuratively carrying Psalm 27 around in my pocket, for long legs of life’s journey. You can access it here: “Psalm 27 (ESV) – Of David The LORD is.” Blue Letter Bible. Web. 18 Oct, 2020. <https://www.blueletterbible.org/esv/psa/27/1/s_505001>.
As one feeling small, I might hide. I do hide – afraid of what others will think of me. But the Maker hides me with his very being; miraculously conferring holiness, strength, life, hope upon this fragile frame. Psalm 27 says that the Lord hides us in is tent, the place where He dwells. The Hebrew root is shineth. The Lord hides us in the awesome and devastating place where his being radiates with glory and majesty. Really???
Midst both my own journey, and the privilege of walking a bit with others, I often grow impatient (and fearful). Why does healing and the transformation that comes with it take so long? How are we to endure? This poem is in no way meant to minimize the pain you might be in, as you wait. It is meant much like a prayer, to stand in the gap with and/or for you, and look for the light of Jesus’ coming to rescue those He lovingly created in his image. I pray He will lift you into the strong beauty of His Presence, and keep you safe.
Lord God, sometimes we cannot believe for ourselves, that there is any reason to hope. And yet, here we are – still breathing the breath of life, that only you could have breathed into us. And so, we wait together, not just for you, but upon you, with the belief that you are who you say you are. Sustain us in hope, even as you sustain us by your mighty hand, we pray.
4 thoughts on “Unveiling”
What wonderful reminders to continue to hope during this strange season of our lives.
Thanks, Roy. The need for hope is something we all seem to share in common. Thanks for reading!
I love the line “such beauty awaits beyond the slash heap”. There’s something about the pacing in that line that makes me want to imagine and keep reading.
Thanks, Janel. Jesus keeps inviting us – I’m trying to do the same. Appreciate you reading and offering some feedback