Emptied and
Filled
By
Melanie Porter
My heart, my life, my treasured piece
Was taken in a blast.
I cried and fell and shivered
In the coldness that enwrapped.
My being, my entire self, lay breathless and
undone.
I reached my fist toward Heaven,
And raged and cried and hung.
Then all at once I looked around and grasped
what I had left.
“No more to trust thy sovereign hand,
I’ll fix this all myself.”
I tied up all the pieces and shoved away my God
And only fell and only fell
Further in the fog.
Foolish was I and my efforts in vain,
For try as I could and shove as I may,
My God right there He stood.
He sheltered me and cared for my needs
While all the time I fought Him.
He waited and watched as I fell to my knees
Breathless again and thwarted.
“I have wasted my days, I have spent all I have,
I have sinned my God before Thee.”
Then He opened my eyes and gave me new strength
And showed me all His mercy.
He brought me in close and whispered my name
And held me oh so tightly.
He showed me once more His scars and His pain
And helped me see Him rightly.
This God I had known the whole of my life
Came in close and taught me much more.
“My God now I see I must trust You alone,
I must trust You only, only.
I must trust You now, I must trust You then,
I must trust You fully, fully.
You emptied not my hands just now
To only see me suffer.
The only goal You had in mind
Was to fill me up with better.
And now as I go back again to all my work and
pressure,
I pray dear God, I plead with You,
Oh, please protect this treasure.
