by Sojourner G
So there we sat on the edge of the bed...
afterwards...
on opposite sides.
She was looking at the wall. I was looking at the sink.
I kept wanting to be concerned about what was going through her mind, but everything in my upbringing screamed so loudly in my ear.
"What have you done?!"
"Boy you in trouble now!"
"Ima ttttteeellllllll!"
"You gonna git it!"
Why was I back in my childhood?
But through all of this,
God was silent.
I knew what I was doing. I turned heaven's volume down. Who am I kidding? I put Jesus on mute.
"I put Jesus on mute," I think I said aloud.
She was lost in her own thoughts.
I tried to think about the fleshly pleasures so recently experienced, but the three man gang of Grief, Guilt and Fear, leaned on me like the oppressing heat of the Saharan sun.
Grief reminded me that I was not who I thought I was nor who I claimed to be. He caused me to mourn the loss of my character and integrity. Said he talked to God and that He was hurt. I knew Grief was lying...and telling the truth. He convinced me that I no longer deserved life so I gave my joy to him.
Guilt went to work on my heart, causing it to thud sickly in my chest. "You're always telling other people how to live their lives, always giving advice on how to straighten up and fly right. Now you're just like the rest. Hypocrite!" The word stung like a slap in the face with a cold hand. He stabbed my mind with the knife of unworthiness, the ice pick of unrighteousness, and dug into my anemic heart with the dull jagged spoon of uncleaness. He convinced me that I was no longer worthy so I gave my confidence to him.
Fear said nothing at all, but settled in my stomach like a hot metallic ball of grease that would not allow itself to be vomited out...but made me wretch over and over. He fed the thoughts of panic about discovery and started a forest fire of humiliation and embarassment. My whole body trembled at the thought of what could be... because of what was. Without lifting my eyes, I reached deep inwardly and placed my security into his hands.
And there I sat as they circled around me, whispering to me, taunting me, assuring me that they were going nowhere.
Still there I sat, ready to be poured out onto the floor.
No form.
No substance.
No more.
So there we sat on the edge of the bed...
afterwards...
on opposite sides.
She was looking at the wall. I was looking at the sink.
I kept wanting to be concerned about what was going through her mind, but everything in my upbringing screamed so loudly in my ear.
"What have you done?!"
"Boy you in trouble now!"
"Ima ttttteeellllllll!"
"You gonna git it!"
Why was I back in my childhood?
But through all of this,
God was silent.
I knew what I was doing. I turned heaven's volume down. Who am I kidding? I put Jesus on mute.
"I put Jesus on mute," I think I said aloud.
She was lost in her own thoughts.
I tried to think about the fleshly pleasures so recently experienced, but the three man gang of Grief, Guilt and Fear, leaned on me like the oppressing heat of the Saharan sun.
Grief reminded me that I was not who I thought I was nor who I claimed to be. He caused me to mourn the loss of my character and integrity. Said he talked to God and that He was hurt. I knew Grief was lying...and telling the truth. He convinced me that I no longer deserved life so I gave my joy to him.
Guilt went to work on my heart, causing it to thud sickly in my chest. "You're always telling other people how to live their lives, always giving advice on how to straighten up and fly right. Now you're just like the rest. Hypocrite!" The word stung like a slap in the face with a cold hand. He stabbed my mind with the knife of unworthiness, the ice pick of unrighteousness, and dug into my anemic heart with the dull jagged spoon of uncleaness. He convinced me that I was no longer worthy so I gave my confidence to him.
Fear said nothing at all, but settled in my stomach like a hot metallic ball of grease that would not allow itself to be vomited out...but made me wretch over and over. He fed the thoughts of panic about discovery and started a forest fire of humiliation and embarassment. My whole body trembled at the thought of what could be... because of what was. Without lifting my eyes, I reached deep inwardly and placed my security into his hands.
And there I sat as they circled around me, whispering to me, taunting me, assuring me that they were going nowhere.
Still there I sat, ready to be poured out onto the floor.
No form.
No substance.
No more.
Then the phone rang.
Out of habit, I picked it up, connected the call and said,
"H'lo?"
"Hi Honey! Dinner will be ready when you get home and don't forget you're taking the kids to bible study tonight, 'kay?"
"OK."
"But each one is tempted when he is drawn away by his own desires and enticed. Then, when desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full-grown, brings forth death."
~James 1:14-15
~James 1:14-15
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6 comments:
Sojourner G,
Natarsha and I appreciate your submission. This here is so relevant to what so many believers have experienced and continue to experience. Some don't learn from the first time. Can't wait to read your next potent piece because this one here packs pure potency!
God bless!
Sojourner G,
*Speechless* there is really nothing that I can say..you definitely touched on a situation that we all can relate to. Sometimes when we are in "sin" we can not see that we are sinning, but it is until we have lost everything and gained nothing that we see our faults, however there are those who go back and commit the sin again and then complain about the mess we got ourselves into. I enjoyed this piece very much. Can't wait to see your next piece.
May the Lord continue to bless and anoint you abundantly and above anything you could every imagine.
Wow! That is seriously "potent". There is a lesson in it all... that even in sin, in all of the ways we punish ourselves and the way God will undoubtedly deal with you....there is repentance. God knew we'd all fall short...Agape Love in its purest, rawest form.
Yes, I agree. We also punish ourselves for no reason, that is the reason God sent his only son to die for us on calvary because he knew we would sin and fall short of his glory. He is so faithful!
@Potent-I appreciate being added to your particular community of believers. In that we all serve One God, we are truly brothers and sisters. In my effort to love others as He has loved me, that overwhich He has given me stewardship I gladly and obediently share. Thank you for the opportunity to do so.
@Natarsha-"lost everything and gained nothing." That resonates! Thank you for your kind words.
@Roro-I pray that there will be repentance by us all, but I spend so much more time thanking God for the beautifully indescribable gift of forgiveness. It is truly blood bought and potent enough to clean us of our worst messes if we would only submit, obey and ask.
@Natarsha-True, nevertheless Paul did say that godly sorrow worketh repentance. We should not beat ourselves to death, but to life.
Sojourner G, I thought of an angel to take for our Duet. I'll email you. It's goinna be so potent. Can't wait.
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