Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Wait

I sit with a boulder on my lap
So large, I can't see around it
So heavy, I can't move it

I try to push it aside
My attempts feeble, weak
It doesn't budge

Seconds slip into minutes into hours
I wait, praying for someone - God?
To lift the boulder

A voice whispers
Get up; you can do this
I ignore it and wait

I push again at the boulder
half-heartedly, not really expecting
It to move, so it doesn't

I wait, busying myself with words,
Reading, writing, praying
Wishing for anything but this weight

The teapot is empty, the paper read
The boulder no less, my desire
No greater, I silently beg - please

Tears fall into my empty teacup
Oh God, take this boulder from my lap
And He does


  1. I love that promise, that He will bear our burdens with us. Nice poem.

  2. So glad to hear your imploring prayer was answered and I really do hope that things are becoming a little easier, day by day and that you are starting to feel a little stronger, both physically and emotionally, with each new day. Just do not give in to despair. Do not lose hope and reach out to those who can help you when you need their assistance and encouragement. No one is meant to go through this alone.

    Big hug,
    Des xoxo

  3. I think one of the most powerful lessons you're getting this summer is that of knowing where your true strength comes from. Beautiful poem.

  4. Beautiful poem! It's another reminder that we should never underestimate the power of prayer, and if we wait patiently, God will give us what we pray for.


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