The Dam
Rain
Heavenly
Coming down in sheets
Gathering in pools
And trickling streams
Until
A lake is formed
Crusty
Rusty build-up
Of mental rubbish
Piled precariously
To form a dam
A block
To cause a slow flow
then
no
flow
Break it!
Hack away at it-
Chip it away
With humble prayer
With a smile
With a ray of sunlight
A thin stream
flows bigger and bigger
Until the crusty
rusty
heap of garbage
bobs into
Breaks apart and away stream dissolution
down
We've spent years and years believing in things that are simply not true. Can we, then, expect to find God on our first venture within? Of course not. We should not have that type of expectation. God will not be found until some of the debris that has built up over the years is broken free and dissolved by persistent prayer and bearing of our crosses. We must humbly forgive those around us who irritate us, and humbly search our hearts for areas of pride that are, as yet, unhealed. Since it is very difficult to recognize these areas in ourselves, God gave us others, so that they might bring out the ungodly traits, which we can clearly see in our reactions to them. We can then place them on the altar to God and allow Him to dissolve them, thereby clearing our vision a little more.
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