Torn Heart

Even now, my precious Lord, I’m fully aware of the spiritual bleed emanating from the wounds of my heart; despite the ongoing pain, I’ve experienced that genuine explosion of Your holy seed… which was planted within the frailty of this tear-filled, human existence. Your timeless waves of abundance continue to inundate the morning cries of sorrow and to overwhelm my life’s resistance. The fabric of my heart has been ripped; from this unseen rupture comes a new flow of unexpected compassion for Your people. Draw me ever closer to You, merciful Lord; position me within Your Kingdom’s plateau. Allow me to enjoy the boundlessness… of Your unabated surge of loyal love, that seeks to unquestioningly consume me, since I’m free me of sin’s punishment and covered by Jehovah’s promises from above. Author Notes: Loosely based on: Joel 2:12-13 Learn more about me and my poetry at: http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/ By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2012, All rights reserved.