The heat of the sun
Brings ice sweat melting winter
My heart warms also
In the winter of my soul, I find in the hardness a place of false rest. If only I didn’t have to look at the tender places, where hurt and healing rest side-by-side, maybe I would be able to ignore the process that seems to take far too long for my own wishing.
But the process requires a scorching and a melting to clear away the dross and the chaff that has accumulated in my soul.
Don’t sweat the small stuff
Watch as heat burns daily chaff
Purifies my heart
Through the life-long days of
whatever Season you find yourself,
there is ONE who sees your heart.
He will never
leave you abandoned
scratching to find your own way.
He waits for the ice to melt
and for the heat to soften our hearts
touching us there
with His Love.
And He says,
“I cared for you in the wilderness,
in the land of burning heat.”
These poems are part of the challenge for Ronovan Hester’s #Haiku #Poetry where the prompts for this week are “Sweat&heat” over at his site: Ronovan Writes. Check out some of the wonderful offerings there this week.
I am also linking today with these great bloggers:
Meg Weyerbacher, #TeaAndWordTuesday