I Have These Holes ~
Last night my sadness woke me up and I sobbed uncontrollably.
The world was sleeping, so I turned to the Lord for conversation.
I feel like I’m getting my life together, Lord, except for these holes.
The losses I have had have these holes in me, and now my life keeps seeping out the holes.
I’ve tried filling the holes with all kinds of things; busyness, food, sympathy from others, but nothing works, I still have these holes.
And the grief from memories past enveloped me again, and I sat rocking myself, holding myself, trying to give comfort to my pain, wanting to gain understanding.
This pain sure hurts, Lord.
And then as early morning came, I heard Him softly call my name, with nail-scarred hands outstretched to me, He said so very tenderly,“I have holes too.”
And then I knew, He understood as no one could.
- Anne Peterson, 1994
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