Gatepost

Gatepost

Sometimes before you can go out with joy,
You need to stop, sit, and deal with the hard stuff

Sometimes before that everlasting peace pushes through
You need to turn around and face the pain; for real this time

Sometimes before you can break forth in song
You need to allow your voice to weep

Sometimes before you can clap your hands
You need to grieve what those hands have lost

Sometimes before new life springs up
You need to till the dead places, just beneath the surface

Sometimes before the transformation
You need to pour out your hurts like rain

As you face these fears, wounds, and sins with Him
It may seem momentarily overwhelming, but…

For you, dear one:
Joy is coming full in the morning
Peace is coming up with the sunrise
A song in breaking forth from the deepest part
Your hands will clap as you dance free
New life is coming up afresh
The transformation is lasting and real-
It’s a memorial to the Lord,
to the Lord of the desert, of the mountains, and of your heart,
The Sovereign, Sufficient, and Compassionate God has made
an everlasting sign which we not be cut off-
here’s new life in you!

(Isaiah 55:12-13)