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MY SOUL SIGH AND LAMENT - JUNE 24, 2021
I am done.
I am undone.
Why, Oh why the repetition.
Why do I feel there is no answer to my repetitive petition
Like a splinter in my soul that I can't pick out
I erupt from the pain sometimes through my mouth
Hope seems delayed - feeling like denial
Tired of the mask that hides disgraceful betrayal
BUT
You can lift us up to be the Image before the world's foundations
Even if there is not a change to the world's situations
I put my life on Your altar and say
Consume the excess, refine and renew my grief
and collect the ashes from my prayer releasing relief
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I love the cadence of your words in this poem!
Hope deferred makes the heart sick. A longing fulfilled is a tee of life. Simple but not simplistic. As we press in closer to you, all loving God, Miracle working God, move on our situations and circumstances. Nothing is to difficult for You. Thanks, profound read.