The Call
Friend –
I don't get the tears.I get the tears you shed –
The tears of loss
For death a mystery is,
And pulls from us
Deep longings
Since our birth.But not those tears –
Those tears were full
Of other things
I thought you'd
Dropped
So long ago –But maybe not –
For there are tears
Which lie in wait
In me –Unspoken tears –
Tears felt to be inside
Which bide their time
Until I'm unprepared –And then they come –
Shed from those
Deeper regions
Of my
Inner
Self–Shed now
Though representing
Something else
I'd lost
But could not
Grieve –So now they come –
In torrent
Far exceeding
Grief at
Simple loss
Of one we love,
Who now
Has gone
Beyond.Unspoken grief –
And now,
For some mysterious cause
We find ourselves
Freed up to pour
It out –Like showered tears –
Unseen to outside eyes
For streams of
Cleansing water
Pouring down –
To us –And known as well to Christ –
For they’re His tears
Tears shed for us
In penetrating gaze
Of intercession.For He was here –
And knows
Himself the deep
Complexity
Which forms our tangled
Lives.And holds our hearts
In all their
Broken,
And now grieving,
Wretched state.So no, my friend,
I do not get it
When I hear
Your tears –Nor need that be the case –
For there is One
To whom we both agree
We owe our lives –The one
Through whom,
By whom,
In whom,
We stand today –Full knowing
We'd not even be,
If he'd not stood by us
When hell
In all its
Ugliness and
Filth
Swept down
Upon
Our fragile
Lives.He is the one –
The one who
Really
"Gets it"
Now –
Just as before –And says to you
Just as He said to me –
"It's okay, friend –
I've carried you this far
And by My grace
I'll see you home –"Let go to Me –
And let Me carry
All that weight from past –
For you're not built
To carry all that freight."And go ahead –
For I decide
What things in life
You need to bear
That you might
Fully grow –And all the rest –
I take
And throw away
That you might
Rise in life –
Like eagles –
Borne when young
Until their
Strength of wing
Enables them
To rise up
On their
Own."Press on,
My friend –
The battle's o’er,
And victory's won;
You'll be okay
As will your son –Rise up,
Rise up and
Seize the day –
For it's the day
Christ has prepared for you –
And for your son –Rejoice!
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