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.
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.
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
You have shown me what I can do
With You at my back.
Every practical matter is in Your hands.
I begin to trust deeply in an underground part of me
That You are forming.
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