Invasion

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A Christian meditation
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“Invade: to enter so as to subjugate or occupy.”
God, I need that.

My mind won’t rest.
“What if…” is my refrain in the night.
Worry hollows me out like
a constant dripping on sandstone.

My heart won’t settle.
Desire wars with duty.
My faithlessness disregards
your faithfulness.
I want, I ache, I yearn for peace,
But I won’t let go of turmoil.

My body betrays me.
Romans 7 is my song:
“What I want to do, I do not do, but what I hate I do…”
Every part of me understands this
as eyes to hands to feet all go the wrong way.

I’m praying, “Invade me, Lord!
Subjugate my mind.
Occupy my heart.
Conquer my body!”

But you answer, “No.”

“What?” I cry. “Why not!”

“That’s not how we’re going to do this,”
you say.

My frustration is consistent with
the rest of my immaturity.
I want to be Fixed Right Now.

Be still, my soul.
Rest.
Settle.
Listen...

Oh.
I get it now.
It’s not a matter of invasion,
but invitation.

“Invite: to make a polite, formal, or friendly request
to someone to go somewhere or do something.”

Lord, would you please come in?

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BlissMaraBlissMaraover 1 year ago

Juxtaposition so cleverly composed. I love this poem! 5 stars, for sure

Paul4playPaul4playover 2 years ago

Invade.

Invite.

My Lord.

Religious vs Erotic?

Both quite sensual and passionate, and potentially culminating in climax!

I feel the turmoil: In my heart, my soul, my loins….

AnonymousAnonymousover 2 years ago

Beautifully written, though I am surprised at the content for this site. "I won't let go of turmoil." Want to be "Fixed Right Now." Yep. Thought provoking. Thanks.

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowover 2 years ago

The power of words...and the struggle to pick the right tone, erotically presented in this fine example of deity talk - I love the play on words.

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