A wobbling stepping stone for your path,
A protested story for your dusty shelf.
I have ignored the uncontrolled heartache,
Emerging only in perfect versions of myself.
If I would say the words buried where they could hear,
I risk the evidence of greater pain.
Misplaced understanding mocks my reflection,
The result only more of the same.
Experienced avoidance protects this hidden tale.
But my soul wants to scream deception out loud.
One ignores, one comforts, one pretends, one protests,
I still smile when they all comment how proud.
The access sways my spirit between right and safe,
The game leaves what is left draining dry.
I call out for His wisdom and guidance and strength,
Only numb with no tears left to cry.
I confess rescued fears wearing me down,
I hold out the ripped blankets of shame.
I rage over kindness unnoticed and passed by,
But His words that follow know me by name.
I didn’t ask you to do what I already do,
Saving the world was never your task.
The chasing of faulted plans cured by fire,
Only reveals cracked mirrors of the past.
Your overturned heart does not have to stay torn.
There is freedom in the peace that provides.
There will always be another chasm of pain,
Another frustration knocking forward aside.
Not enable and hide, but love people and God,
This was the command I defined.
You are stronger than you want to reveal,
For your heart is secure when wrapped in mine.
Guard your heart against the ongoing rescue.
Stand firm in the love of the cross.
Know your place is not hiding their hand,
These efforts are only getting you lost.
The weighted burden of being foundation,
Is not your burden to bear.
You are not a traitor revealed by your no,
You are my greatest concern and care.
Build up the fences that are called for in need,
Tear down the walls blocking your way,
It will still be a compassionate journey for both,
For my redeeming love is here to stay.