Photo of an ice painting display in Chicago 2008
Frozen in place
a heart so small
sustaining life
by Your hand alone.
You wooed
sought, pursued me
the lack of
response
could not deter
long arms stretching
far to embrace.
Until beating wild
layers cracked
splintered
flooded with tears.
I learned to love
because
You loved.
We, though, are going to love—love and be loved. First we were loved, now we love. He loved us first. 1 John 4:19 The Message
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11 comments:
That is the true power of love - one that pierces the heart, even when head and heart turn from it, uncertain and uninterested.
so lovely, both in image and word.
That is beautiful! I'm bookmarking your blog and will be back again.
Shelley
http://confirmtheworkofourhands.blogspot.com
that is the only way to learn isnt it...and its how we teach...a beautiful write...
He melts those frozen hearts; yes, he does. Beautiful, Karin.
I just spent a weekend leading a retreat with the theme verse: "Did not our heart burn within while he talked with us by the way?"
This speaks to my heart -- once icy, but melted right through in His hands.
Pleasant take on a message that too easily gets rights invasive/twisted, too political and too violent.
Maybe you should send this to Fred Phelps, maybe remind him what charity looks like.
(Yes, this is a compliment to you. The fact that I, one who has to burp back throw-up at the mere mention of "religion" can read your work and appreciate it says a lot for your talent - and restrained, thus far, message.)
A heart of ice melted into living water...
A heart of stone transformed into a heart of flesh.
Thank God for his pursuit...and our often hesitant response.
Good. good.
This is beautiful. I kinda stay away from religious poetry but this is very, very nice.
I learned to love
because
You loved.
Beautiful measure, powerful words.
I could relate to this post very much... so lovely.
ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/03/whispers-winter-dew.html
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There is a sense of God being in it for the long haul, no quick conquest, just constant love and pursuit. Very personal and beautiful.
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