No More Cute Words

I’ve run out God—of cute words.

 

I hate them now.

 

What have I become God?

I confess to You I no longer know.

 

I stare at this apparition in my mirror and wonder, “Who are you?”

(Have I become what most I feared?)

 

In our first days, remember God?

When first love burned with brightest flames?

(Look at her now!)

This, what should I call her, bad dream come true?

 

She lived on easy lines and such cute words, way back when, in yonder days. Remember God?

 

This child could be bought with such cute words and jazzy jokes!

No wonder she crashed and fell into pits dug with cold contempt!

 

What easy pickins—her child’s heart!

All gone now.

Crushed in the dust of panzer troops and bitter lies.

“Pour out my heart…” Your word does bid. Well here it is. This ugly mess. This sad disgrace.

No more cute words.

Now what, God?

Now what?

 

Cute word can’t touch my poor cold heart.

She’s not for sale—not anymore!

She can’t be bought, cajoled, or conned.

 

A sad estate for what is left.

I’ve only word from heaven left. Not cute for sure! But, pure—but true!

(Oh, God!)

 

How I long for true along this blind and crooked road I’m on.

The DREAM-MAKER’S Promise:

“I will bring the blind by a way they did not know; I will lead them in paths they have not known. I will make darkness light before them, and crooked places straight. These things I will do for them, and not forsake them.”  Isaiah 42:16 NKJV

The Caterpillar’s Prayer:

So many lies God. (For so long!) How could they? How can people say they love you… and then lie, and lie, and lie? Was I so worthless to them? So disposable? I trusted them so completely… believed their every stupid lie!

Oh, Father, You are the only true thing left in my life. You and Your truth my compass now. (How I cling to Your promises now.) These words of Yours are all my hope… (and stay)… just like the old song says.

Your word and faithfulness; Your love banishes the power of every lie… drives out my fear. Your love, so simple… so true. Wrap me up Abba…

Oh, God… hold me tight!