May 22, 2011

"We miss you..."

Who is "We" that misses me?

Who is my Counsellor now?
Who will sit still and listen
sort the chaff and the grain?
to find the kernel of Truth
and the feeble effort to stay sane?

Find Me in the least of thy duties
Simple steps, giant strides I will take
to find you and bring you home.

Is it again pride, Lord?
which keeps me separate?
O Lord, help me.

I used to be so full of confidence
of love and life
music, drama, dance, motherhood,
serving You daily
in everything
hearing You often
in the least
in the stillness
in the delight...

What has changed?

I remember the self-delight
"I know better,
see how I sit still first
before I pray?
can sit and feel God all around
and I was special.

Child,
you are special to Me
as everyone is
I delighted in your swooning.

Child,
come to Me
closer now, full in My Face
I Am is here, now.

Show no mercy to inferior thought
See Me, now.
I Am Here, now.
Let no disbelief enter
It is the enemy
snatching you away
into the darkness still.
I Am Here now
That is All
filling every crevis
every ravine.
There is no hiding now
There is no turning away.

See Me
See My Face
Full authority
full meekness
Tenderness divine
I will have no other
You are mine.

I will let no-one snatch you away
I will have you alone
in all your meekness and shame
I will enfold you in My Arms
kiss away all doubt
that I Love you all ways.

You are mine
and that is all.
You are a victim of My Love.

Lord? May I speak?
Is not this Mr Rochester
and I his simple Jane
a myth I have lived under...

Child,
there is truth everywhere
his hurt is My hurt
his rough love is My Love
put aside the idol and see Me
the essence of the kernel
the hurt, the shame,
the love, the same.

Let Me be
and come home.
In the least of thy duties
find Me.
Measure out the day (gently)
to the fullest possible extent
Serve Me (but I fall short!)
I will accept all
and grace all with My Mother's kiss.

All will be well
and all will be well
and all shall be good.

Rest in Peace
in My Love and Adoration

yes, for you,
My speck of creation.

I fashioned you
from my finest linen
I cherished you
watched you grow
to fine womanhood
now you are my mother
to cherish my children
with My Love.

Chickadee, My love
My wife,
settle at My Side
and serve My family.

I am waiting
Fresh, pure, complete.

Are you ready?
(Nearly)
Go.

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