Sometimes
in the very middle of the howling winds of my wants
I remember
how short a distance I can see
and Who knows what truly brings me joy.
And so I ask
the One who sees
to choose my inheritance for me.
And then
my Abba
says "No."
I am cut
and bleed
and weep
and die
(silently)
(inside)
and discover, with some surprise,
that heartache
is literal.
Suddenly, I remember
that I asked Him
to say that "No"
if it would bring me joy --
and I begin shading my eyes
to see it coming.
in the very middle of the howling winds of my wants
I remember
how short a distance I can see
and Who knows what truly brings me joy.
And so I ask
the One who sees
to choose my inheritance for me.
And then
my Abba
says "No."
I am cut
and bleed
and weep
and die
(silently)
(inside)
and discover, with some surprise,
that heartache
is literal.
Suddenly, I remember
that I asked Him
to say that "No"
if it would bring me joy --
and I begin shading my eyes
to see it coming.
- by Elisabeth Adams
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8 comments:
Thank you. This poem is exactly what I needed to read right now.
I loved this poem. Thank you! :)
Very well said.
thank you so much elizabeth. it is quite exciting how the Lord gives you just what you need at just the right moment. And for the past few days He has that continually with your poetry. God bless and thanks again.
--a fellow sister in Christ
Thanks so much for this! It is truly beautiful, not only in a literary sense, but because the Lord can be seen shining through it.
Keep writing poems for Him!
A fellow poetess
www.freewebs.com/poems4him
That is beautiful. Thank you for posting it.
Thank you for such a lovely poem, Elisabeth. I enjoyed reading your poem, 'On Tenterhooks', as well! They blessed me a lot today and I will be sharing them with my family. :)
this poem was super good:)
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