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These Last Two Years
by Linda Settles
Monday, August 31, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
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What you are about to read is a meditation from the war-torn soul of a mother who has learned the value of letting go--and leaving her precious daughters to the mercy of a Redeemer God who has promised never to leave them or forsake them.


 

 

 

 

These last Two Years

Have made me wonder if my Christian friends

Who believe Hell happens right here on Earth just might be right.

It has pushed and pulled at my faith in God

My trust in people, and my confidence in myself

As a woman of worth and wonder.

 

These last two years have opened my eyes

To sorrows I never thought I’d experience, though

I knew that many others did.  My “mother heart” has broken

So many times I wonder if even God can put it back

Together again.

 

These last two years have found me often in the ashes

Reading the book of Job and nodding so hard my neck hurts.

My friends tell me that because I’m suffering I must be sick,

And enemies doubt my faithfulness and accuse me to my

face.

 

My wealth has been consumed and my face has furrows

where they never were before.

I wonder every time the phone rings if the voice on the other

End will tell me that my firstborn has plunged her car into a deep ravine

Or that her sister has overdosed again.

O yes I am still a woman of wonder, but my wonderings have changed.

They are filled with terror now and where they used to delight me

They consume me now.  I lie awake in the night and cry out to God

To surround my kids with songs of deliverance even when I know they

Aren’t listening. They have plugged their ears and have no interest in His songs.

The songs they listen to speak of drugs, and drinking, and sex with strangers.

O God where have my children gone that I cannot find them?  I listen to them

But they speak lies.  I talk with them and they roll their eyes and change the subject.

 

These last two years have opened my eyes

To see things I never saw before, to peer into a darkness that threatens to consume me

And wait long enough for my eyes to adjust to the  absence of light before I turned away.

Be still my soul and know that just because God has veiled his glory it doesn’t mean he is not there.

His light will never blind us because he seeks to give us sight, not eternal darkness. 

His glory is waiting, confidently knowing, that when we tire of the darkness we will turn toward the light and He will shine for us.  

The Daystar from on High will purge our darkness moment by moment day by day as we rejoice in his brightness.

When our eyes have adjusted to the light, then we will see the enemy for what he is, the thief that steals our joy, our hope, our life

One day at a time we will soak up the light and begin to glow—oh how we shine.

 These last two years have stretched my faith, my confidence, and compassion. 

What I have seen in the darkness I will not forget in the dawn of hope. 

Every man, woman, and child who wanders in the darkness has become my daughter and my son. 

I see beneath the façade now, and there is less judgment in my eyes. 

The forty-something woman whose attire reveals the absence of Light in her pursuit of love plunges her dagger in my heart, for that woman could be the daughter that I love. 

Every addicted man, woman, and child who is led by the nose down the path of addiction makes my heart weep for I know, now I know, the nature of their disease and  I know the beast that lurks behind the bushes in the  midnight of their unenchanted forest.

 The last two years have taken much from me but it has given back more than it has taken.

For I survived the storm that rages still and now I know that we are not alone on this sea.  I know that glory waits, every day, at every sunrise.

 I can say Yes to hope, Yes to healing, Yes to the Light and I will rise above the tempest.  I may take on water but my ship will not go down.  

I will believe, always, the Light is more powerful than the darkness—for the Light IS and the darkness is merely the absence of the Light. 

Now that I have seen the monster of addiction, I will never forget what he looks like and I will know him when he comes to devour my peace, my joy, and my confidence.  I will not let him board my ship. 

I pray that my children will return to their ship and sail into new horizons.  I pray that their eyes will adjust to the Light and they will see the monster of addiction for what it is.  But as for me, I will not linger in the tempest when the day breaks on the horizon.  I have raised my sails and I am going forward. I hope my loved ones join me on the other side of Chaos so we may rejoice together in the light of a new day.

 

The Mother of Two Precious Daughters who have lost their way for awhile.

 

 

 

 
 

 

 

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Reviewed by Kate Burnside 9/9/2009
This is totally gut-wrenching and I am sure that many of us have been feeling the sting here, knowing that there but for the Grace of God go me and mine... Yet God's Grace is overflowing to all, so why is it that, in many lives, that Grace is not easy to find evidence of? We have no answers to questions such as these. The only answers we can possibly have are in God Himself. The old "let go and let God" adage is dependable... often when we are at the end of our own rope, then a miraculous one appears when we least expect it to haul the storm-washed victims to safety. I pray this is so in these recounted circumstances. Enduring pain is harrowing, but the miracle of deliverance almost makes it also a little worthwhile to be able to taste of God's provision firsthand. Thank you for this, Linda. May things become well in the lives of all so affected. xx
Reviewed by J'nia Fowler 9/6/2009
I am not this author but I could be her as I can relate to this misery so well. It has taken me 35 years to learn to just keep out of God's way as He works in my children's lives. A brave write here. Thank you for sharing it with us. Hugs, J'nia
Reviewed by Cryssa C 9/4/2009
Thank you, Linda, for always sharing His light...Love and prayers for you and your family...
Cryssa
Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse 9/3/2009
your friends emotional strength is expressed with such beauty & also the very vein of her life forces through her beliefs & convictions...addictions do destroy lives...my heart goes out to everyone...and the blessings to withstand & continue within faith
Much Love To You & "These Last Two Years"
Vickie
Reviewed by Susan Smith 9/2/2009
The writer is a modern day Jeremiah. Thanks for posting it and glimpsing into a soul of deep love for her troubled children.
Reviewed by John Flanagan 9/1/2009
Linda,
Such force and honesty in this writing, I'm full of admiration for you
and how you fight on.

John
Reviewed by Emile Tubiana 9/1/2009
Dear Linda, yes, how many are suffering from lack of light. We should all pray for those who struggle, that Light may brighten their lives.
Great write, Love Emile
Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary 9/1/2009
Wow! That is powerful. But then, there is tremendous power in prayer. Especially if we pray through the Word. Very nicely done.
Reviewed by Felix Perry 9/1/2009
As parents when our children reach adulthood, no matter what mistakes they make or how far they fall, often all we can do n o matter how much it hurts is standby, be ready when they do need us, and pray. Sounds like this is what you have been doing and as a parent and grandparent my heart goes out to you..
hugs
fee
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 8/31/2009
O, soo good to read you, Linda; powerful write! Well done; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D



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