Savior's Cry
Saturday, November 8, 2008 at 09:10AM I just bought an external floppy disk drive specifically so I could find the poem below on an old floppy disk. I remembered that I had written it before I was saved, but didn't realize it had come to me three years before I was saved. Reading it just now made me realize that I had understood Jesus to be fully God and fully man back then but just couldn't admit it yet because of my reluctance to accept the possibility that all the unsaved folk I loved might not make it to heaven.
Soon after I accepted Christ's salvation, I placed this poem on the Faithwriters site for critique. An incensed woman wrote to me that she was glad to tell me this poem did not describe her savior. She didn't say why in detail, but I believe she disliked my portrayal of Christ as tortured and torn about His call to die for us. Perhaps she hadn't read the accounts in the gospels of Matthew, Mark, and Lukeof His night at Gethsemane just before His arrest, when Jesus told His disciples that He was sorrowful to the point of death, and He fell on His face to pray that His Father might, if there was any way, remove from Him the responsibility to drink the cup of bitterness that awaited. He sweated blood over the greatness of the burden.
I could go on, but I will allow the poem now to speak for itself. Let me know your thoughts.
Savior’s Cry
What you expect from me is a magic potion
Some stellar, yet simple, solution
Still, you don’t understand how I have accepted
Oceanic obligations
How I formed my arms
And my garment into a great bowl
To hold you all as the earth holds the sea
How impossible it is to walk without spilling some of you
Sometimes I want to rest
Or sometimes I want to dance
Then my heart tightens to remind me, “no”
You don’t want to know that the clouds in my eyes
Cover moments of massive dread
Just being among you breaks my heart
The light of love is heavy
The crown I wear is dark already with my blood
Do I want you to win so badly
That I will die for it?
I will die because it’s the only proof you will accept
That my rule is love
God gave you your life
Only as man can I give you mine
Reader Comments (5)
Hey, Diane - I love the new site - and love your poem. It's breathtaking in places. I love "Oceanic obligations" and "how impossible it is to walk without spilling some of you."
Diane your poem simply told the truth about the way Christ died and why He died. He suffered greatly and was tortured in order to save us. The lady who said, "this did not describe her Lord and Savior" must be reading a different Bible than the one I read. The description of His death is not at all pleasent. We should just pray for God to show her the truth. Awesome poem! Really loved it! Blessings!
I have accepted
Oceanic obligations
How I formed my arms
And my garment into a great bowl
Those are good lines, Diane. (Nice redesign too!)
this is a beautiful poem. i especially like the lines,
To hold you all as the earth holds the sea
How impossible it is to walk without spilling some of you.
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