Wednesday's Woe - Grief and Trauma Overwhelms

Grief & trauma overwhelms & energy is often depleted~

Keeping a head above the water can be a struggle...

~Danielle Helms

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Grief Is Like Despair, Sucking Our World of All Its Air

(Jesus) will reply,

"Whatever you did not do for one of the least of these,

you did not do for Me."

Matthew 25:45

“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.”

Charles Dickens

Help me Lord to faithful be

To open the eyes of the blind, to help them see—

Oppress-ed souls bowed down with grief

Blinded by pain, burdened down with hurt, finding no relief—

Father, Grief is like despair,

sucking our world of all its air,

It’s so hard to breathe:

Gloom so heavy sits upon our souls—we cannot function with no reprieve.

Come Lord Jesus, send Your compassion raining down,

Refreshing our soul, soothing our frown.

Draw closer into Your bosom our grieving, bleeding hearts—

To breathe in the comfort Your sweet Love imparts;

Seal the many gaping holes of our Death-ravaged hearts,

Pierced through repeatedly with Satan’s poison-laced darts.

Anxiety overtakes us in Death’s dark wake

As we see visions of violence our loved ones did partake

On the night of their death-watch, their bodies were left—

Bereft . . .

As their precious bodies, their spirits were forced to

Forsake.

Our bodies too are restless—from so many nightmares we awake

As we’ve been thrown into the harsh realities of this sin-riddled world

That ravaged and destroyed our precious boy or girl—

Our souls are sent reeling, pulled under into Death’s down-sucking eddy

Where no relief seems possible as our souls sink

Further

And

Further

Under

Grief’s

Drowning

Lead.

Folks say—But life goes on. . .

But we say—Oh yeah? How?

As our souls drop deeper and drift out farther

Sucked out into Death’s deep, darkened water

As if trapped in a runaway, sinking ship,

Our souls clutched in its death-hold grip

In Grief’s cold, stark bow,

Dragged further and further from shore, our anchor finds no bottom now.

Lord, we’ll go completely under unless Your Spirit rescues us—now.

Save us

in the clutch

of Your Death-defying,

Life-restoring

Spirit—

Come, Lord Jesus, some way, somehow,

..Save us.............................................................Now.

.........From......................................................Lord

.................... Sorrow’s...........................Please

.............................Seemingly Bottomless Waters

http://twitpic.com/ebsxy Picture by Danielle Helms, Fellow Grieving Mother and Friend

Poem - Grief Is Like Despair, Sucking Our World of All Its Air - Written 7/15/08 - Angie Bennett Prince