we found you shivering in the cold
wounded and abandoned
we drew near, embracing with His Healing Touch
walking in transparency and grace
the windows to our souls swung wide before you
an offering of spiritual intimacy and friendship
affirmation for a damaged pilgrim
longing to recapture significance and destiny
who could know the depth of the pain?
the debilitating rejection
“They must not know.” “I will recover; I will conquer!”
so we trod on with “our heavenly callings” –
“our ministries”
closing the shutters on that part of the soul
needing His Piercing Light more than any other
seeing through a glass darkly
we observe only the edges of this severe turbulence
the scars of our own journey dim our vision
we naively move towards you
thinking we see more than we do
the tremor hits us unaware,
a scream from that shut off place
the knees buckle from the shock
transparency is always a risky thing
the alternative, though, is simply a slow withering death
to walk naked in His Revelation and Light
love, acceptance and forgiveness
must rise along the same path
as our fears, self-doubts and failures
the discarding of the carnal baggage for His Healing Balm
requires grace, community and a lifetime
forever hindered by
the deceptive presence of false wholeness
“I have recovered…that’s behind me now…I’m over that”
“I can see clearly now the rain is gone”
we want to be there – recovered, made whole
so we convince ourselves, believe the words
and we cope - fabricating the tattered remains
into a patchwork picture of restoration
we walk it out, looking fine in the mirror
and to others, until…
until the light of His Glory shines
and the demons in the dark places cry out
lashing out at the instruments of His Peace
vulnerable vessels of His Grace
fleshing out their own transformation
wounded healers being healed themselves
by the
we move away in bewilderment and wonder
the barriers erected in our brokenness
are not easily overcome
still - we press on
knowing that the healing is in the oil not the vessel
and all gives way when He pours
Mark D. Cooke -
Wow Mark. So true so true. Just found out you had this blog. Thanks for sharing that.
ReplyDeleteI just found this as well...quite moving. Fascinating capture of the journey.
ReplyDeleteThese lines are good to read.
ReplyDeletewow, Mark. All I can say is...wow. The Lord has truly given you a gift of words to communicate the depth of the soul. Thanks for posting. wow.
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