A Mess Poem by Hudson Daniel

Life’s a tumbled, jumbled mess.
We each have demons, have fears and failures;
Each man a sorrow, each woman the same.
They twist and hold us, pull and hurt us,
They stick to each through good and ill
Until the end when each we face,
And give them to their rightful place:
In the hand of Him.
For in His love and great compassion
Will He seek each horror in our deepest hearts.
And thence he draws each one from steel-locked hearts
So thence to all eternity,
We’ll praise Him in our revelry.