Walls within walls within walls…

My inner-speak is free and You hear every word.

We walk in the secret garden of love You have planted in my heart

I can see how things should be in the light of Your love.

You regard my rootless restlessness

In the outer political dungeon

With Your loving compassion.

And then, as though it were a blessing and a preparation,

You take off my thin shoes with Your warm hands.

Wash my calloused feet and anoint them with the fragrant oil

Of Your presence.

You have given them

An itch for freedom of movement

Outside these walls.

 

These days

My outer path is cold, circular and unrelenting.

A maze of fragmented heart-rending choices

To do what is best for my family

And yet serve the political dragon.

When I walk ‘underground’

I find great illumination in the darkness

As I walk in Your word in worship.

Outside, I walk with heart tucked in

A paper badge on my sleeve;

My biggest lie.

 

With Your wind at my back

My longing for freedom gets a longer stride.

Your comfort is there as I turn a corner and make difficult choices…

What to do next? So many possible snares!

Comfort again from You and

By Holy Spirit impetus,

I am bid to move into the forbidden freedom.

To climb an impossible mountain.

With courage.

 

Where will strength and provision for the treacherous journey come from?

Wholly His I have wholly received

The breath of life within me.

The source of life.  The overcoming power.

You breathe encouragement into me

 

Your every Word a firestorm of love

You fan the flame in my heart.

I have learned an inner walk

Where I walk on the coals of this furnace within me

In practice

You have shown me what I can do

With You at my back.

Every practical matter is in Your hands.

Sight unseen,

I begin to trust deeply in an underground part of me

That You are forming.

 

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