Stand in the field
Arms wide open
Don’t curl up, anesthetized.
Filling the cracked and broken heart
with lipgloss,
movies,
and religion.
Stand at the water’s edge
and trust-fall into the icy emerald pool.
“Put your hand into my wounds”
And know who I am.
The Valley of Achon, of Trouble, becomes the Door of Hope.
Risen from the water,
the wounds remain.
But we are no longer alone with them.
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Filling the cracked and broken heart
with lipgloss,
movies,
and religion.
What a powerful corruption of the Trinity! Those lines really got me thinking. How often do we plug religion into the Trinity and remove the Holy Spirit.
""Stand in the field
Arms wide open"
I always liked doing that as a kid. I think I'll try it again sometime soon. Now, to find a field... :)
wow, thanks guys. So appreciate the comments.
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