Thursday, March 27, 2014

Unfolding Story


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The edges of God are tragedy.  The depths of God are joy, beauty, resurrection, life.  Resurrection answers crucifixion; life answers death.  
~ Marjorie Suchocki


Chapters are being written, pages turned
Years of winter and windswept, biting cold
Severed limb exposes gutted brown
Twists in storyline give way to different paths
To indulge in acrid sap, become stuck in forlorn
Or receive sweet waters - deluge of joy and hope
A surrender to the raging pain
Is yielding to unknown, wavering ground
Wonderment that sun soars each day
Globe still whirls round
When grief is heavy, seeping down to inner being
Each chapter penned by fierce love
You can handle my anger and questioning
You stretch my soul and inflate it with new growth
A harvest-- a faint sprout shooting up
From colorless stub, a yearning for beautiful hues
Sorrow has become an old friend, time and again
Intermingled with joy and hope, a tangled vine
A tapestry-  unknown where one ends, the other begins
To walk in this story is to embrace the harrowing
Let it all sink down, transform who I am
Fight against whitewashed soul and masking what's real
It's often a battle to truly feel
Sometimes to gain is to lose
Hope in the barren, joy in the storm
Pages of beauty marked by blizzards of pain
Sunshine in the downpour, breath from the grave
Wholeness comes in the broken and afflicted
Hallowed story continues to be created
Firm foundation, pull me deeper into you
You plunge into the center of this narrative true
Pages trimmed and tear stained with sorrow
Yet, the larger theme is always resurrection
Revealing your glory, delicate composition
Grace upon grace always for the morrow



The quickest way for anyone to reach the sun and the light of day is not to run west, chasing after the setting sun, but to head east, plunging into the darkness until one comes to the sunrise. [1] 

Whatever that future is, it will, and must, include the pain of the past with it. Sorrow never entirely leaves the soul of those who have suffered a severe loss.  If anything, it may keep going deeper. [2]


 






1. Jerry L. Sittser, A Grace Diguised: How the Soul Grows Through Loss, (Zondervan, 2004) 42.
2. Sittser, 73.


1 comment:

Lanette Haskins said...

Beautiful words, my story always comes back to grace too...<3