Sunday, August 8, 2010

Goodness, like a fetter

i am not the only one who's ever hidden under
the sin of fig leaves, hiding when i could be Known.

today i struggle with self-sufficiency and my way is best. if it were up to me, i'd run away and hide instead of allowing the shadow of a Friend fall low and lovely, asking, "where are you?"

i am not the only one to tread endless desert waves
pining for the shackles of egypt.

hardness is easier than forgiveness, and it's too easy to choose a thousand days over the one.
it was easier, before, when there was quiet. we didn't say a single word for five years, and as hard as that was, this talking is hurting my heart in an awful kind of way.

i, too, have chosen to run away from ninevah
for fear He might be right, dole Grace.

i went, but with heavy heart. heart is heavy, still.

i have also struggled with doing what i hate
and hating what i do, the inner fight.

i have felt the rage bubbling up again, it seemed i'd made such strides. i am tired of spewing my anger and fear and disappointment all over again, one step forward, five back.

..... so today i'm feeling fettered, bound to the one who loves me most, and i who would wander because it gets so hard. there are lies being told from brother to sister and from mother to another, and i think i will get lost in all the webs. i want to quit. i'm so tired. sexual abuse is awful, but there have been so many years since then, and i'm actually numb to so much of that, but THIS, the aftermath of youngest sister getting healing for the first time, and the family that is slowly tearing away bit by bit. i don't know what i'm doing anymore.

8 comments:

emily wierenga said...

oh friend you speak your pain with such beauty. don't give up. xo

Jodi said...

Praying, praying, praying for you.

amy said...

prayers for you dear misty. there is such beauty in your brokenness.

Nancy said...

Running away from Ninevah...fear that He might be right. Such terrible, awful, beautiful fear. You've hit it, exactly. Prayers, sweet friend.

Bev said...

ah, you sound broken...i am sorry you are in pain...god is the healer of our broken hearts...
bless you...
xo

Stephanie said...

Thinking of you, thinking of you, caring, caring...

And praying.

Stephanie

suzannah {so much shouting, so much laughter} said...

oh misty, lifting you up in prayer. let's talk for real this week.

enjoy your birthday, sweet friend.

deb said...

Misty,
this is so raw ,
and yet you write with such grace.
wow.