You suffer beautifully
as your palms weep the Lords agony
as your heart thunders and pounds like the Virgins.
It is the immaculate, It is the forgiving,
it is the beating and it's music
her soft voice that comes with raining roses
and his glory from the dancing sun.
You suffer silently
bleeding from your eyes,
like her horrror frozen in sculpture
and they all gasp.
It is a miracle, It is a sign.
The bible melts its oil,
the fuel for the fire, the anger
as demons grin behind her cloak
the veil of truth.
You suffer willingly
as your mind betrays your heart
as your fear betrays your faith.
It is jealousy, It is his fear,
fear of your power, fear of your will
the wanting to follow God and praise
thankful for life, grateful for awareness
and the glory of a suffering soul.
PLEASE ENCOURAGE AUTHOR,
LEAVE COMMENT ON ARTICLE Read more articles by Rachel McCroy or search for other articles by topic below.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW