I have heard it said,
“The LORD giveth
and the LORD taketh
away.”
The LORD, a title
In the place of a
Foreign name,
Spelled in captials
As if it were
Screamed out
At bystanders
From manacing
Megaphones.
The name,
Consonants
Without Vowels,
Yet, what is not seen,
What is not visible,
Is heard.
Strange, is it not,
That the invisible is heard,
While the visible
Goes used yet unseen,
There yet unheard,
Present yet Ignored?
The LORD.
Who is the LORD?
Who is my LORD?
Questions linger
In the morning gray,
Over a ground
Frosty frozen.
Death sparkles
In the silent
Daybreak.
Who has my LORD been
But the one who
Exerted
Power
Over me.
The one who
Showed me love,
Who gave me but a
Foretaste
Of life
Never to be afforded
To me.
My LORD
Was the one who
Welcomed me,
Welcomed me,
Took me in,
Accepted me,
Empowered me
To produce life
Under the guise
Of Love.
My LORD
Was the one who
Made good use
Of me
Until I was no longer
Useful;
Discarded are
Hearts heavy with
Lust’s deceit.
A fool of hope
Adrift on a sea of separation,
Seclusion is home
For my love’s sequestration.
My LORD giveth a bit,
But has taken much away.
After all these pages,
All these chapters,
All these tales,
And after
Everything
I don’t have
To show for it all,
It appears I have been worshipping
The wrong lord.
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And haven't we all? I have gone through phases of worshiping different gods and realize that they are all the same. A thought provoking write my friend.
Indeed, we all have. Thank you, Soren. Much appreciated, my friend! ❤️🙏
A fine write T. 'LORD' in capitals is, I believe, because Jews considered God's names of 'Jehovah' or 'Yahweh' or 'Yhwh' too holy to even say.
The verses you mention occur in Job in the Old Testament, but thankfully we don't all experience severe trials as Job did. It also can crop up at Funeral Services.
Indeed to all of those fine, fun facts, my friend! Yes, LORD in Hebrew is YHWH, the unpronounceable, yet strangely pronounced (e.g. "Yahweh") name of God. In English: LORD. 🤷♂️ Still pronounceable, but not a name. Hey, they tried. It's the thought/attempt that counts, right? 🤣 Can one blame Job, for being confused and slightly cranky when he questions God? I am glad that the poem delivered and I am knew that the theological references would not be lost on you, my friend! Thank you for your astute etymologically grounded analysis! 🧐❤️🙏
I never knew I had any astute wotsits - wot you said above! lol. A severe test for Job. Many others would probably have given up their faith. We can say 'yer-wer' maybe for YHWH.
LOL! Thank you my friend. indeed, not many would have endured what Job did.
But do I endure worse than him, having married KP? lol.
LOL! Well, there's nothing about botox or trouts in Job's story, so....from that angle........ 🤣😜
I am not a believer in any faith buti can understand this write and the confusion that after having faith you are no better off in any way, my main question has always been, how can a god take all the praise for all the good but not accept responsibility at all for any of the bad, very interesting and thought provoking write
Thank you, my friend. Your time and comments are always appreciated.Glad it resonated.🙏❤️
You are very welcome
Excellent write Tristan
Thank you, Tony!!!
You're welcome
It's an unsettling reality to grapple with, this seeming recognition we've been deceived and following what or whom was false. And the beauty of the printed page is what cannot quite be expressed as effectively in spoken words. Excellently rendered with grand imagery and a keenly haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you so much, my friend! Much appreciated! 🙏🐦⬛🖤
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