Saturday, 30 August 2008

• Pain... ...Transformed

    Why do I hurt
    Tonight?
    What is this pain
    I feel in my heart?
    Where is the wound?
    What is it's name?
    Does impatience rend,
    Or waiting cause wounds?
    Can questions unspoken,
    Or answers unheard
    Shoot darts of pain?
    Where is the weapon?
    What's the device,
    Causing my heart
    Such pain and distress?
   
    Where is my comfort?
    What's my solace?
    Where can I find patience,
    And peace while I wait?
  
    Jesus, Lover of my soul,
    Upon Thee now I do call.
    You know just what my future holds.
    You know exactly Who
    And How and When.
    Help me, Lord, just now to rest
    In the comfort of Thy sovereign-ness.
    Trusting that You do know best
    The path down which
    My next steps lay.
    Give patience Lord,
    For me to wait
    For your guidance
    Each and every single day.
    You, O Lord,
    Do give peace,
    Comfort,
    Solace,
    And rest.
    A balm of healing
    In these wounds.
    And hope in waiting
    Such that
    I can
    Even
    Call it...
          ...Joyful Expectation!!!
  

  
  
  

  
  
  
  
  
    Does this poem say anything to you?
    Does it seem real to you?
   These are the thoughts of my heart as I went through exactly what is written here. It    was a transformation that took place in the space of an hour in my heart. It left me with a sense of wonder at how God can take a heart that aches and feels half broken and leave it aflutter with excitement at the very prospect of what was at first the source of pain.
  
  I'm certain some of you will know exactly what it refers to. Others may guess.
  
  Perhaps it can apply to something in your own life?
  Can you let Him take your pain and transform it?
  
  

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