Sunday, November 6, 2016

I Am Sorrow Incarnate

about me.
for Katie.

Some days I look into the mirror
and I can no longer see who I once was
nor can I see who I am meant to become

I cannot be a mother again
I can barely be the one that I am
I am barely a woman at all

I am the shell of a person
someone once nice and even pretty
someone energetic and ready to help

now I am helpless,
ugly and needy, lain about
sick, my home in every way in disrepair

I am sorrow incarnate,
the person people pray not to become
a waste of a sound mind in a broken body

stuck on a cross not of her own making
stuck with a heart not of her own breaking
nature’s own sacrificial lamb

but it is only in this way that I can begin to need
begin to beg, to hold on to, to want
the Sacrificial Lamb of God

I am sorrow incarnate
He is the Incarnation of the very Breath of God
and He has made me His own

what luck have I to be so sorrowful
that I might know the need
I have for Him, both body and soul

I am sorrow incarnate.
I am free, bought with a very dear price
happy to rest in the arms of Christ.

Some days I look into the mirror
and I can no longer see who I once was
nor can I see who I am meant to become

and yet knowing
is so much more than seeing.
Thank God that I am sorrow incarnate.


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"See what kind of LOVE the Father has given to us,
that we should be called children of God; and so WE ARE.
The reason why the world does not know us is that it did not know Him.
>>> Beloved, we are God's children NOW <<<
and what we will be has not yet appeared;
but we know that when He appears we shall be like Him, 
because we shall see Him as He is.
And everyone who thus hopes in Him purifies himself as He is pure."

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"And when the fight is fierce, the warfare long,
Steals on the ear the distant triumph song,
And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong.
Alleluia! Alleluia!"
"For All the Saints" by William H. How
v.5

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