Most grateful today to share the words of Guest Writer Esther Bradley-DeTally:
By Esther Bradley-DeTally
To everything but anguish the mind will soon adjust … ~ Roger White
After a great wound no feeling comes
A white hot pain settles upon you
You stand in the fire of agony shivering
“Forgive them Father, they know not what they do,”
is a whispered voice, wrapped in cumulus clouds,
Tributaries of feeling blocked, the heart a mere stump
Enough, enough, enough
The well-intentioned speak of forgiveness skippingly on the tongue
Turn the other cheek produces a yellow, curled up feeling within
You’ve turned the other cheek so much, you have whiplash, and
your chiropractor is upping his fees.
You are so done
Chumped out by the world
Sick of greed lurch on the planet
Numb to the scalding rhetoric of gossip,
absolute abandonment of your Lord’s teaching
on mercy, on love Thy neighbor,
Dormancy is a tickling feeling
You feel your dormancy and know despite
Not wanting to, you are coming to life
It’s a crucible this world, and you have
Gone through the white heat of change
Ignorance and love will not cohabit within
You cast away the purple bruise of resentment
Which led you to the heart of your journey.
You will no longer resent
You will not forget
But, you are a leaf in the wind
Of the Will of your Lord
Copyright © Esther Bradley-DeTally
Writer Esther Bradley-DeTally teaches writing and traveled from Moscow to Siberia, and to Ukraine, then returned with her husband to live in Dnepropetrovsk, Ukraine, and Minsk, Belarus.
She is the author of Without a Net: A Sojourn in Russia and You Carry the Heavy Stuff.
Her blog can be found at: http://SorryGnat.wordpress.com .