In This I am Staggered
How?
How can His heart not be shattered to countless slivers of broken emotion?
How can He stand to see the unmitigated sorrow of just one person?
How can He bear to know the daily miseries of every. single. person on this earth?
I see a glimpse of one person's heartache,
A longer look
A serious examination
And I am no longer just thinking about it for
a day,
a week,
a month,
but for years afterward.
How does God do it?
Of all the amazing things
and beautiful
and impossible
and inspiring
things that God does,
this, perhaps, is the most staggering to me:
that he can stand the whole tsunamic force of human emotion and sin;
that he does not stop pouring himself out
even though he sees
the utter ruinous depths of our hearts;
that He does not simply
set the Earth spinning,
let it go,
and let it burn.
But he gives joy.
life.
love.
peace.
breath.
comfort.
forgiveness.
companionship.
a never-ending flow of things we need.
-Warren MacLeod
2 comments:
Love this poem! Kuddos to Warren and to you for posting such great writings!! I look forward to it each day.
I'm glad you're enjoying the poems, Faith! It is encouraging to know that someone is reading them. Thanks for the comments!!
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