silence and lies
definitely safer
you were struggling
later, I asked
'how are you, how has it been?'
shrug of the shoulders
'oh, okay'
like everything is fine now
and there never was a problem
you asked me
'how are you doing?'
'not well'
stupid answer
now I know
it would be better to say nothing
look strong
pretend to be strong
and this is how we create
a community
of lies and silence
where the pain
cannot be spoken
the hurts
are never healed
and we are all
alone
(from an earlier time...) For years I have been disturbed that the church is often not the place where we love and help each other come to Jesus in our weakness, with our struggles. The 'leaders' and 'stronger' want to be strong, so don't share much of their real and current struggles, but somehow expect the younger ones to share. Eventually the younger ones also learn to stuff it, hiding the hurts. "Maturity" comes to also mean a certain level of falsity. "I'm fine," we say so quickly. Often I've chosen to be real anyways, share it like it is, turning to God in it, open before others about the reality. But even I, with my (in my thinking) super-high "willing to be open and vulnerable threshold," have sometimes discovered and feel--it's just not worth it, better to be fake, better to hide. God help us! May we learn to believe You love, may we learn to really love and create safety for others coming to You. How else will we find the healing that we need? How else will "love one another" be true among us?
So many people, so many places, often very difficult, but much to learn. I look up, listen, ask for wisdom, strength, courage, and love for today's trek.
Showing posts with label Loneliness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Loneliness. Show all posts
Lord, You know...
Lord, You know our loneliness
You know our ache
You know the ways we try to run
And to fill
We fill the ache in many ways that are not You
And will not fill
Yesterday
You showed me my ways
Today
You showed me hers
Guard me Lord
From judging
From the pride and arrogance
That make me think somehow my ways
Are better than hers
And preserve me Lord
May I never justify
Or bail
Keep me running back to You
Clinging to You
And help her see it too
And run back to You
Lead us to the life that is full and free
Full...in You
Free...in You
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Loneliness,
poems,
Prayer,
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