From: clrclady
Date: Sun Jul 18 01:50:08 EDT 2010
Subject: Another poem

Revealing more and more of my heart, The lack of contentment within, The old familiar lie revealed, You are just like my father, Your only plans are for my destruction, So much wrestling to let that go, So much struggling to be free from that sin, And yet it remains and rears its ugly head again. I am confronted with my sin by a trusted leader; I would have run away before; I would not have even sat in the room, I would have destroyed myself in some way. This moment I turn to You and weep and mourn, What a wretch of a creature I am!!! All of my righteousness like filthy rages; A constant reminder that I am nothing without Christ, Exposure of the demand to get it right to be free from pain; Your words echo, “In this world you will have trouble, But take heart, I have overcome the world.” But what does it mean that You have overcome the world? Satan appears to still have dominion over this world, Our flesh is still as corrupt as it was the day we were born, Evil is all around, decay rules the earth, Trouble and suffering are the norm, When is the overcome part, Where is the King will rule on His throne forever? You seem so far away when I want You very near, So intangible; when I want You to have arms and legs and feet. You have given me so much, revealed so much, And I do not understand why I cannot be satisfied; I want so much more of Your revelation. Why am I never content Abba?

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