Friday, March 07, 2008

they come

I wish i could express
I wish even that i could know,
that i could have some understanding
I'm tired of the questions
questions drag on me
they rake their fingers in my back
they heave whatever weight they have to my back
They cling to whatever part of my mind they can grasp
they snarl like little demons if anyone tries to remove them
i know, i've tried to shake them myself
they cling to my heart, blocking any other thing from entering
I can't ignore
I wish i could
but questions come rushing in
whether feeling or thought
the questions come like rivers, drowning out other voices
i can't wait forever.
i've been patient
but i can't wait forever
acknowledge my questions, my doubt, my struggle
come rescue me
i dont want to leave you.
this faith thing is harder than i thought
i still love you.
don't let me slip away
don't let me slip through your fingers.
draw me back into your arms.
erase the questions, doubts, fear, restlessness.
please father.
pull me back in your arms

2 comments:

Paul said...

Erin that is so beautiful, you have such a gift with words and I understand completely what you mean. I think alot of people feel like that to. just remeber to P.U.S.H something will happen it just takes time and trials to grow in your faith. remeber this is a chance to strengthen yourself in Christ. God is not far away. God will never give up on you so don't give up on yourself or on God.

Kristen said...

Hi Erin. I'm not sure what you're going through, but untested faith is fake faith. . . the more testing we go through the stronger it can become. You know I've been through a lot in my life and the truth is growth hurts--I think God does the most when we can't hear Him and we have to rely on complete faith that He's still there.

That said, I think during these seasons a person needs to make sure they look over their own life during this season. Sometimes God silences because we're engaging in unrepentant sin. I think probably the easiest unrepentant sins are the ones that transpire within our hearts that people can't see. When David slept with Bethsheba God was silent to David (birthing the Psalm).

Anyways, many blessings. . . and keep pressing into Him.