My Rock in the Whirlwind

Discussion in 'On prayer itself' started by Mark Dohle, Aug 9, 2021.

  1. Mark Dohle

    Mark Dohle Powers

    This is a poem I wrote about two years ago. I was playing with the thought of what would Jesus say to me and how would I respond when thinking about my own fragmented inner self.

    My child:

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    My Rock in the Whirlwind

    No matter your state I am constant,
    all things wax and wane in your world,
    my love is infinite all-consuming,
    never changing, my light that heals your soul.

    Your failures are many,
    weaknesses profound,
    often wandering off you go
    like a child lost and afraid,
    for deep within is great sorrow
    that all of my children carry,
    though often hidden
    below the anger, sin, addictions
    and depression.

    Do not fear my child,
    just trust,
    difficult for you to do
    yet it is what I ask.

    Inner voices that you hear are yours,
    those that scream are in pain,
    aspects of yourself still fragmented,
    yet my Love my child draws it together,
    allowing peace to return once more
    for a season and then gone again.

    Your only rest is trust in my love,
    for the journey in this world is filled with pain,
    sorrow and failure.

    Your weakness draws my mercy and compassion,
    that I have for all, none outside my embrace,
    hard to believe, but infinite love is of a nature
    that none in your finite world can comprehend
    nor understand.

    (My response)

    My rock in the whirlwind
    I often lose touch with the center,
    spinning off into chaos and pain,
    yet I cling to you Oh Lord
    my only rock in the whirlwind.

    Dark clouds are low,
    my own failures and sins
    scream at me in the storm,
    flashing lightning and hail
    seeking to feed on my despair,
    yet I reach out to you beloved,

    This is your grace I know,
    a pure gift of your infinite love.

    I look up to your face beloved,
    what else can I do,
    for you are the center,
    the rock from which I stand,
    my only foundation in a world
    both inner and outer that shifts,
    quakes, changes, is torn down
    and builds up again;
    yet you are constant.

    My life a flash in eternity,
    how little I know and understand;
    weak often my response,
    my soul and body frail;
    yet you revive my spirit constantly,
    calling me to begin ever anew,
    the raging sea never closes over me,
    I rejoice in your love,
    that is greater than my heart;
    all hearts.

    I do not believe you will ever let me go.

    Lord Jesus, Son of the living God,
    have mercy on us all.-BrMD
     
  2. soldier of christ

    soldier of christ Archangels

    Beautiful... Your "response " reminds me of a psalm
     
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  3. Mark Dohle

    Mark Dohle Powers

    Yes, I never thought of that, a Psalm. Yet what else could it be. We pray them every day.

    peace
    mark
     

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