Thank you for joining me for Weekend Worship. Sometimes I have no words. My heart is full, as if I cannot contain my feelings; I am lost. I find comfort in the Psalms, because it seems many of the Psalms express what I am feeling; they call out the words within me. It was through reading the Psalms that I found my voice. In the beginning it was the voice of lament like so many of the Psalms, later it became the voice of praise.
It began a journey into poetry for me which became my own dialogue with God. I developed this process of reading a Psalm, that was God’s word to me, He began the conversation. Then as I meditated on His words in the Psalm, my own voice emerged and I “wrote back”. Today I am sharing one of those conversations with you; you can read God’s Word to me in Psalm 1, from your Bible, then below is what poured forth from my own heart to God.
Lost
My delight is false;
Unreal, misplaced.
Meditation is silent;
Unreal, misplaced.
My heart longs for You
True, real, Present.
Your voice-true delight;
but choked, suffocated.
The ungodly silences, lies, steals.
Have I chosen wrong?
Belief misplaced?
Longing for blessing,
The taste of fruit
Your hand gives-
But see only withering,
Poison, death.
Do you know me?
Righteous?
Or am I cast to the wind-
Gone from sight?
Fear-believing
I am known.
Waking to see-I never was.
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