When I am feeling troubled I pray and run and I am given answers and comfort. My husband, a musician,who enjoys writing lyrics and poetry,expressed his feelings of doubt and frustration in a poem. An exercise he described as very therapeutic.
When he read it to me I cried my eyes out (of course) but it felt so good just to cry together for the pain of others that we can do nothing for but pray.
I asked him if I could share it because it gave me so much comfort and maybe it will do the same for someone else. It took awhile but he said OK...so here it is.
If This House Comes Crashing In - By Don Andringa
My Faith rests on a foundation that has seen it's share of storms.
And the cracks there may be many but it's retained a solid form.
But now I fear it’s crumbling, I hear the water seeping in,
And that potent smell of poisonous doubt fills my house again.
Taking refuge in a corner, I pull my knees up to my chin,
For I fear I’ll have no place to go…
If this house comes crashing in.
Close my eyes and try to disappear, I can’t bear to watch it fall.
I fear the barren wilderness beyond these trembling walls.
Where is your Love?
Where is your Mercy?
Do you not hear our plea?
Your silence is louder than the storm, that threatens the soul in me.
Am I destine to wander without the guidance of my faithful friend?
For I fear I’ll have no place to go…
If this house comes crashing in.
Restore in me that child, restore that trustful bliss.
Hold me tight…..
No tighter still !
Till I relax my tight clenched fist.
And then,
I will choose to stand my ground on what I cannot see.
I will look into the eyes of death and confess what I believe.
That this night will pass,
The dawn will come,
And the sun will shine again…
And you will lift me from the rubble,
If this house comes crashing in.
beauty, hope you both never stop writing and creating, so much talent, soul. :)
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