Something I said or did or didn't do or couldn't do has pinned me like a butterfly to a board.
I am bound. Captive. Held for ransom.
I am muted. Silenced. Stifled, like a hand over my mouth; violated, violent.
I am baffled. Wounded. Confused.... as if my world is tilted, I stumble.
I am stunned. Impoverished. Powerless to improve or disapprove or reprove.
I am angry. Indignant. Frustrated, I reach out, lash out, cry out.
"Forgive as you have been forgiven." I do, I do, I do;
Help me in my unforgiveness.
Let me live this prayer and employ it at all turns: that the darkness may not descend upon my light and that the one who owns it may no longer be captive to it.
Forgive, forgive, o forgive the one who wills to forgive.
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