Joseph James Breunig 3rd
Poem: Empty Places - Poem by Joseph James Breunig 3rd
What is the full depth of my inner soul?
How far does it fall short of infinity,
given the known limits of my being human?
Can all of the crevices, cracks, fissures,
scissures and abyss of the empty places
in my soul be filled when I desire Your Presence
to consume every void of my existence?
While complaining, gossiping, and rage
can grieve Your Holy Spirit, I’m only posing
these questions… to expand my understanding.
I’m thankful that You will never run out
of forgiveness, patience, love and grace.
Walking blind in the carnality of the flesh
will keep me as a pathetic, miserable Christian.
As one of Your sons, I’ve embraced Your principles
while striving towards my spiritual maturity.
On many occasions, I’ve tasted small portions
of Your eternal Peace, Joy and Righteousness.
Continue to gently lead me by Your Holy Spirit,
so that the empty places… have no sway over me.
Loosely based on:
Eph 3: 16-19,4: 30-31; 1 Thes 5: 19; John 14: 23;
Rom 8: 8-14; Deu 10: 13
By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2014, All rights reserved.
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