Morning Come

I hurt.

Deep, I hurt

Dull ache, sharp pain.

Burning like fire.

Subsides, short sleep.

Explosive fire reawakens.

Terror, pain, burning fire again.

Now gone, now here, now asleep, now awakened.

Anger, frustration, torment, so not necessary,

WHY WON’T YOU HELP ME? Anger’s accusation.

Came a gentle whisper, a calm piercing, an embrace of love.

“I do not owe anything to you.

I do this because I love you deeply, completely.”

Sorrow, shame, full remorse – humility – repentance.

Tears of shame, I descend into a deep tunnel, a soft peaceful sleep of love.

Morning come,

Bright sun reflection bounces from new fallen snow through window softly.

Morning come, painless day. Pain gone away, healing to stay –

Soft peace love’s touch.

Morning come – to stay.

~G.W.

Note ~ The Lord healed me of an acute, chronic stomach ulcer the doctors could only treat. I was twenty-seven years of age and had suffered for ten years when He hearkened to my cry. I was there. He was there. We were alone together when He touched me. And healed of that which the doctors could only treat. His love healed me. Imperfect faith though it was, was made perfect by my loving Savior.

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He called out, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!”

Those who led the way rebuked him and told him to be quiet, but he shouted all the more, “Son of David, have mercy on me!”

 Jesus stopped and ordered the man to be brought to him. When he came near, Jesus asked him, 

“What do you want me to do for you?” Luke 18:38-41

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Lord, Jesus, Son of David, have pity on me. I do humbly beg You with all my heart for Your mercy and compassion. Though I am unworthy, I seek Your grace and trust in Your goodness. Jesus, I trust in You always, in all ways.

My Savior. He saves me everyday to carry on to completion. Each morning awakened anew, one day closer to the day of fulfillment of my salvation. Much closer than the day I first began.