Monday, February 22, 2010

hurt

broken. humanity is broken. this wicked, wide-eyed world, mulling over its hurt. hungry for answers, starving for a cure to humanity. fallenness. a lesser-kingdom cell of disease and pestilence, degradating innocence. moving slowly downward spiral staircase toward hell.

i am 25 years old and i have seen many gross things - hearts of men who have both loved and lost, and have never been fully known or free. 25 years old and i have divorced friends, depressed friends, friends who were lost but once were found, friends who have sifted through men's doctrines and morals and lifestyles of service, yet find no wholeness or healing [only found in the loving eyes of a man who also happens to be a God who longs deeply for only broken ones]. these days i have friends who are hardly friends because of dimensions and paradigms and heights and depths of truth between the two places in which we stand. so much offense, bitterness, loneliness, entitlement, independence. and it KILLS ME to think that we all have come from the same roots... yet there is now a grave difference in who we have become.

call this observation pride. but if pride comes with this constant stream of tears that has flowed from my face day and night, week upon week, month upon month, year after year, then i am the most arrogant of us all. God help us, God save us.

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posted by miriam @ 5:04 PM

2 Comments:

At 3/20/10, 12:07 PM, Blogger Victoria said...

I read yesterday that most Christian hurt, especially from within the church, is usually a result of Pride. Sad hey? I have seen it in my own family and even recently in my church. However, God is great, Soveriegn, and Mighty to save us from ourselves :)

 
At 3/30/10, 10:58 PM, Blogger Sarah Yanagi said...

So about four years ago I wrote this:

Then the clouds break open
and reveal
Everything in
it's
right
place

Dangling from nooses to strangle those who should love
but aren't allowed

Tragedy is the
only Truth
in hearts walking
slowly
Downward
Toward Demise.

You're line in the first paragraph reminded me about it and I thought it was a little bit crazy how similar it is.

 

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