When I came to verses 22 and 23 of Lamentations 3, they stopped me in my tracks with their goodness – an oasis of hope after two and a half chapters of despair. I spent the day humming “the steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end” and along came this poem as a prayer for God’s truth to seep into all the cracks of my soul and become my truth as well.
The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases
But my patience dries up like grass
Turning brittle and sharp
In the heat of late nights and clingy days
Erupting teeth and toys underfoot
I find you at the end of myself.
Like the beach where island meets ocean
Where jagged rocks are worn smooth by endless current
Where the shards of my feelings, broken like bottles
Are disarmed and made safe
And grains of sand remind me of your promise,
The legacy of one soul devoted to you,
The offspring of a thousand generations that you bless
Beyond counting, the weight of Earth
Does not tire you,
As one heavy soul tires me. Continue reading “Poetry: Steadfast Love”