Caught Between the Nails

Oh, Good Jesus,

Hear me, hold me, love me

in this, the season of

my spirit’s loss and grieving,

in the anguish of my waiting,

in the silence of familiar voices gone,

in the pain of all the change,

in the twilight of my years

before Perfection dawns

and I am gone.

Oh, Good Jesus,

I try the letting go,

to understand my weakness,

to trust You in my darkness,

to make room for Your grace to heal.

Yet there is no return,

only the echo of my own crying.

It seems I, too, with You,

am caught between the nails.

Oh, Good Jesus,

in this holy place of crucifixion,

broaden the boundaries of my heart.

Soften the hard places that

defend, define and deny.

Teach my heart to love.

Make it a refuge for others

who, too, are caught

between the nails.

BWS

 

painting by Francisco de Zurbarán. Art Institute of Chicago

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