I watch, aghast, as scenes unfurl before my eyes. It’s not a pretty sight. I don’t want to embrace this. I long to turn away because I barely recognise the woman I have become.

Life isn’t much fun when the cinema screen of your mind replays events of the last few days—at least not when it’s showing a lengthy, high-definition spool of negativity directed toward yourself.

Instead of staying hidden in my thoughts, the darkness in me had shifted to my talk. I was majoring in self-criticism, not liking the person I saw in the mirror or the life God has given her.

Gratitude had given way to grumbling. I’d forgotten to give myself the same compassion, kindness, understanding and grace I extend toward others. Have you been there? Do you ever catch yourself like this? 

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Sometimes we don’t want to acknowledge our dark side, because it makes us curl away in despair. We can forget how much God has forgiven us and how lavish is His unconditional love.

We can only comprehend why Christ died for us when we accept the darkness within and our need of healing, of rescue and saving.

The darkness within and without is intended to encourage us to seek for the Light of Christ, to long for the solace, hope and joy which only God can give us.

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Embracing the darkness

I don’t want to embrace my dark side

I’d rather pretend it doesn’t exist, sweep

it out of sight, out of mind, hide it under

 a carpet of concealment because ignorance

is purported to be bliss…

or is it really?

It’s impossible to live a half-life

where secrets and shame mingle merrily

with guilt and pain—though on the surface it seems

that nothing can perturb us…

but that’s just a lie

We’re rattled, unsettled within, stained by sin

afraid to let God’s light in, though it seeks

admittance—his laser-light of Love wants to embrace

us, consume our darkness…

with a holy hug and kiss

Christ’s embrace looks like arms flung wide, hung

on a cross, skin scarred, marred and pierced

as his blood pours out from every wounded place

It looks like mercy, forgiveness, unconditional

love, and grace flowing freely…

we can only yield—receive

©joylenton2017

Come join this Saturday sluggard as she shares her belated, poetic #FMF words on our gracious host, Kate Motaung’s, site. Just click here to read the great variety of posts being shared.

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