Meditating Romans 8:38-39

Meditating Romans 8:38-39

A Poem by maktub

Music swirls and twirls inside my soul
- inward past crevices hidden farthest within me -
Piercing layer upon layer wrapped round my hard shell;
shattering the deceptive encasement...
 
...deceptively hard
...deceptively strong
...deceptively sure
...deceptively alone...
 
Forgive me father, I did not meant to lie to you.
Reveal, don't let me conceal the darkness
shrouding and hovering about my throbbing heart...
Please, Daddy, clasp closer, draw nearer, embed ,bury...
 
...clasp me closer still
...draw me nearer your Son
...embed me within every fiber
...bury in your embracing warmth...

Whispers tempt my attention to wander...seducing the tendrils of my mind.
Pulling piece by piece, fragment by fragment,
farther and farther into the evil,
aching, suffocating corners of a distant world...
 
...distant from your limitless reach
...distant from your ever-lasting love
...distant from your never-changing truth
...distant from your reassuring hold...
 
Help, Lord...aid my resistance against the manipulative destruction
that pressures every fracture that once crushed was...
Fighting, fending off fierce foes...wrap my wounds, heal my hurts,
cover my cuts...hear me plead...shield me...
 
...shield from poisoned words
...shield from false beliefs
...shield from crafty, cunning lies
...shield me from myself...
 
Neither death nor life, no angels and no demons...
...not my present, nor my future....nor any assaulting powers,
neither the greatest height, nor deepest depth...
Nothing in all creation, separates me from the Lord's love that is in my Jesus...
 
...playing His instrument softly
...composing lullably sweet
...I am His tool willing
...may He use me.

© 2008 maktub


Author's Note

maktub
Romans 8:38-39
"For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord."

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