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Waves of change sweep over me
disturbing the delicate balance
erected over years of false
security
held together by
tradition
heritage
expectation.
Those strong
stalwart words
that blow so
easily away
at the slightest
crack.
Revealing
betrayal
secrets
testing
carelessness.
What I thought
was
is
not.
I
cannot begin
to adjust my
sails.
I am breathless,
the wind
knocked
clean out
of my heart
and I gasp.
Hollow
chest
slowly
fills again
with
holy
Breath.
Peace
in the crest of the swell.
I still fear where
the wave will
land, but I ride
it knowing
I will
not
drown.
I
worship
because
It is all I know
for sure.
I will
live in the pain -
experience
it fully
knowing
there
is
Promise
in it.
There
is
nothing
I
can control.
But
I know
that
knowledge
is the beginning
of true Peace.
The fullness
of Life
comes when we
feel dead.

Comments

  1. Anonymous7:24 PM

    Oh dear...what does this mean? Praying for you.
    Stacy

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  2. I love this....it's how I have felt the past year..you articulated my feelings...I hope your pain is not as soul-cutting as what I am dealing with....praying for you my friend~

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