…Shall we go on?
...came…His…tender inquiry
She didn’t answer...intent on remaining
in the shadowed dregs of her brokenness
And He allowed her to do so…
because He loved her…
and understood
So, He waited…
while she bewailed the unfairness of the times,
the cruelty of acts oppressive, the heaviness...
of it all! …He waited…as
She delved further into her complaints…even…
pointing a finger at Him…yet, He waited…
and never…
not for a moment…did He leave her side
Then, somewhere, in the interim’s timelessness…
her angst and sobs subsided…
She lifted her eyes, acknowledged His Presence…
and reached…
for His outstretched Hand
From Him…flowed…renewed Faith and Strength
…she smiled…
And…They Went On
Ps 142:2, Is 30:18, 2Corn 12:9-10, Heb 4:15
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May I use this one in my Poetry Corner?
Love,
Connie
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Jane
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