Sails
the ship i sail crashes the rocks
sharp water lashes
striking stones scrape
thunderous fear claps overhead
reverberations of brokenness
from lifetimes ago
revisiting aches, once put to rest
insides churn and boards buckle and
i wonder how long i will last
i am tender of heart and strong of will
i hold with white knuckles and pray nothings
and thrash
fearing not reality, but memory
i struggle to live now what is now
and leave then what was then
to let light touch my eyes
to make bright what i often forget
i am not the sailor, only the sail
stretched wide to catch wind
to catch breath
the promise that only surrender and trust
can bring up from the deep
peace
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“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Phil. 4:6-7
531. a rescuing husband, 532. new tire, 533. two year old negotiations, 534. six year old tooth-holes, 535. sweet party plans, 536. help, 537. miles journeyed on foot, 538. the smooth day before the bumpy one, 539. silent-night squeaks, 540. light-ups
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This is beautiful! Thanks for sharing.