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TITLE: Scale my Sorrow, Oh Lord | Previous Challenge Entry
By Linda Goergen
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ADD TO MY FAVORITES
the depths of the depression
into which I have fallen.
I have no means within myself
to size up my spirit’s decline,
for numbness,
like winter,
like America,
like the growing ungodliness
of the world,
has nearly frozen my senses.
Even now as winter masquerades
as spring, flirting, flaunting
record breaking highs,
I don’t trust its sunshiny hand-outs;
for I gauge its offerings as lies;
acting like it is, what it is not,
pretending
it is NOT—
what it truly is.
As with government’s giving,
I know an icy stab yet awaits me
Oh God, You alone can measure
the depth of my despair,
as I beat my head
against invisible walls,
cradling my emptiness,
humming my frustration,
feeling helpless
to fight
this helplessness I feel.
I idly rock—attempting
to lull all thought to sleep,
even while fearing
this lesser of me,
might become as great
as the world’s blindness.
Yet, even now in my misery,
I know to seek You Lord,
pouring out my pain,
asking You to note
my scale of sorrow.
Though told
Christians shouldn’t feel this way,
I do—
so why lie to You?
For even as I question You,
I know Your understanding
of me—of life—of world affairs,
is immeasurable.
And I know You are listening to my cry.
I hear the whisper of Your sympathy
for me—for life—for all mankind,
as gentle raindrops weep
onto this winter weary,
barren ground.
So I will wait,
hold on,
to You by faith,
and Praise You Lord.
For I know,
as surely as winter,
and depression,
and the tyranny of evil men
come—
they will also be driven out,
lifting their cloaks of oppression,
on Your timetable,
at Your command.
So yes, I PRAISE You,
believing,
accepting
knowing
Your wisdom and mercy
and love
to be without measure or end!
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I heard the voice of pain and torment in this piece, and then the tranquility that can only come from trusting in God. Great job.
God bless you abundantly~