Sunday, February 18, 2018

Lies in the Night

A side effect of the medicine I am taking - for which I am EXTREMELY thankful - has a side effect of muscle spasms. But, at least I'm here! Last night was the culmination of several busy weeks with a family medical emergency and intense work involvement. Following is what happened last night - a result of it all :-). My first poem in decades :-O. Thank you for walking beside me on this journey!

"Open your mouth wide and I will fill it,"
You said.
In faith, I did, declaring Your truth.
In faithfulness, YOU DID!
Eyes closed, hearts open, the ladies received Your peace
a blessing upon their lifted heads
With smiles and tears and praise ~ 
the fruit of 24 hours of soaking in Your Word, listening
with fellowship, laughter, worship.
The forces of evil pushed back in our lives.

In the dark of the night they crept into my room
pummeling my body.
Muscles seizing.
My heart racing as my world began to spin and narrow.
I hit the floor in desperation and pain.
They whispered in my ears, lies.
"This is it! You are dying....
In pain and writhing, your heart will stop.
Alone, in agony, your end is here."

No anointing flowing, no flowery words, no music.
Groaning, "help me, Jesus", was all that came
Right hand reaching to heaven.

God's answer, my husband, lifted me up
and encompassed me in his arms.
Comforting me, assuring me.
Gradually the pain eased
Peace brought sleep.

My eyes opened to sunshine of a new day
iridescent snow sparkling with
brilliant joy and newness.
Though remnants of the attack linger
Peace reigns.
My PRINCE OF PEACE has rescued me from 
fears real and imagined once more.....
once more His Word for the day echoes my heart:

Then I called upon the name of the LORD;
"O LORD, I beseech You, save my life!"
Gracious is the LORD and righteous.
Yes, our God is compassionate.
The LORD preserves the simple.
I was brought low and He saved me.

RETURN TO YOUR REST, O MY SOUL,
For the LORD has dealt bountifully with you.
For You have rescued my soul from death,
My eyes from tears,
My feet from stumbling.
I SHALL walk before the LORD
in the land of the living.
Psalm 116:4-9

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