Many who are broken prey upon other broken ones to make themselves feel whole. They will say and do anything to get what they want/need to fill the gaping craters of emptiness within them caused by life’s traumas, disappointments, and tragedies. Instead of looking within themselves and reconciling their own brokenness, they look outward and drain other broken souls trying desperately to be healed. And while they don’t mean to cause harm, they do. They break down other broken souls even lower than they already are, all the while realizing that they don’t feel any better , any “whole-er” than they did before they began. So, broken souls break other broken souls and never get the healing that they need because they’re tapping into the wrong source. But in spite of our misguided, human attempts at achieving wholeness, God is still our safe place. No matter what lies have been told to you, about you, or even that you’ve told (to others or to yourself), God is still our refuge and there is shelter, grace, mercy, peace, and healing under his Almighty wings. Today is Resurrection Sunday. It’s time to allow God to resurrect the purpose He has ordained for your life. But first, you have to seek refuge in that safe place, stop lying to yourself, and allow God to show you who you are now, so you can become the you you’re destined to be! There is healing in the SAFE PLACE of Christ Jesus! (Thank you, Bishop George and Pastor Mary Searight)!
As I struggle to emerge from my cocoon and become ALL that God has created and destined me to become, I’m grateful for the stops along the way. This journey to becoming myself is, at times frustrating, yet all the while intriguing and exhilarating!
Today, I found the recording of my first public poetry reading since my college days. I wrote this piece during my first experience with the State Theater of New Jersey’s Poetry Collective under the incomparable poet/artist/teacher, Glenis Redmond. The recording highlights all of the poets who shared so if you have about 90 minutes available, I encourage you to listen and take that magic carpet ride to Poetry heaven! My reading occurs from 35:35 – 43:30. I am exceptionally proud of this piece because it honors the love/relationship I had with my Uncle Bill, but even more so because it marks the beginning of my emergence as the poet I’ve always wanted to be! Enjoy and thank you for sharing with me!