Streams of Comfort

This week’s poem is about the love of God. I wrote this in the form of a prayer to God the Father. From the perspective of a heart that is unsteady and unable to grasp the loyal love of God. In my own life, I struggle to know and truly understand God’s love. And I feel that it can almost feel counterintuitive, as we live in a world where hearts change so often. As you read, I pray that your attention and heart become more focused on God’s love.

Does my fickle heart upset you?
The one that I presented to you,
As a heart of loyalty,
Though it failed often.
I wasn’t aware,
That my aspirations were small,
That my love was so unsteady,
Until I saw the flowers bloom wherever he walked.
It was strange,
The earth was a garden,
But even so,
It was as barren as a desert.
There were no plants in sight,
And no budding life could be found.
The land itself was dead and silent,
And it appeared that it would always be so.
But as I took in the state of the earth,
Someone approached from the edge of the garden,
And as he grew closer,
I felt my erratic pulse steady,
My heart began to feel almost reliable,
And the atmosphere itself changed.
I, a creature that is uncertain of the times and seasons,
Whose passions are often blown about by the wind,
Saw the ground come to life as he walked,
Saw the barren desert become paradise,
And in every place he stepped,
Flowers would bloom,
Forming a path colored red, gold, blue and white,
A path that led to life,
To a strong, reliable, and unchanging love.
So Father,
When Jesus reached me,
I accepted his invitation to join him on his path,
I felt that he could open up my heart in some way.
I am not sure if my heart has become constant,
But I think what you have showed me through Jesus,
Gives me faith that you contain a love,
That makes even the most unpredictable of hearts,
Steadfast.