Battered and bruised,
my heart's scarred and feels used.
But the pain stripped away chaff from wheat.
You told me I can't,
that my path's got a slant,
and your words were like chains on my feet.
Remembering lies
told to keep my soul's rise
from the mud and the muck of your hate.
Brought back from dust,
my words beat and they bust
rhymes that aim to the top swift and straight.
Deep calls to deep,
you can't make my dreams sleep
in the dark where your schemes curse and bind.
My love's finally free,
no more censoring me,
He's renewed my heart, spirit, and mind.
I wrote the verses above after meditating on Psalm 42 and realizing I had a lot in common with the Psalmist who wrote it. Especially Psalm 42:7 where he says, "Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me." I know what it's like to feel abandoned by God when you are being broken by people in your life who say painful things to discourage and insult you.
Meditating on God's love and sovereignty, though, helps bring healing and the courage to call those people out for what they truly are: cowardly, immature liars with extremely low self-esteem. Don't hate them, love them...and don't believe their lies. It's most likely they don't have enough life experience yet to focus on the things that matter.
Psalm 147:3 He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.
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