Jars Tightly Sealed

With tightened lid, I locked my broken heart inside a jar and turned away. Deprived of air, I suffocated, with a heart incapable of love, and I forgot how precious was the contents behind the glass, moving through life with such urgency. Alas, love departed, so I locked away my dwindling faith inside a jar, too transparent. Then, I turned away. At times, I caught a glimpse of my faith from afar and remembered serenity. Enemies came to tighten the lid and I, oblivious, thought I found love. But I moved through life with such urgency. A wandering soul, I walked for miles expecting foreign places to feel like home. Aching with a desire I could not explain, I heard God whisper in my ear, My child, why do you run? Love must breathe and faith cannot survive without love. God asked from the light if I love Him still, and I answered yes that I always will. Then, I held my breath as God loosened the lid of the jar. Faith resides with love and hope...I can breathe. By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, January 21, 2012 for Jars contest