Tuesday, January 31, 2012

prayer circles :: rising

:: i am drawing circles in the earth.
i am marching around my Jericho.

because i believe in once, in twice, in seven times and a ram's horn blast.

i believe in the power of prayer. not magic or myth, but so much truth.

prayer, as strong as it once was when prophets raised hands to the skies and cried, and fire fell from Heaven and rain flooded from barren skies.

when warriors drop spears and march instead in circles around and around the massive walls, and a stomp and a trumpet and a shout collapses the wall, save for the place where the former prostitute knelt with her dear ones and believed that she and they alone would be spared.

it's not asking for the solution to the maze. it's holding out the hand and whispering
i'm lost and confused.
guide me?

it's the stand at the cliff's edge and crying to the skies with more joy than one soul can contain. and all i can do anymore is sing, not a dirge but a dancing rhythm. 

i rose, the dungeon filled with light.
my chains fell off, my heart was free
i rose, went forth, and followed Thee. 

and i'm kneeling in the center of this circle, hands raised to Heaven to receive the coming rain. the ground is dry, but i have marched, and now i wait. 

amazing love
how can it be
that Thou, my God, should die
for me

oh, glory is my song. and barefoot, this circle is my home. 

8 comments:

  1. Very, very good and exactly what I needed to read! Thanks, Rachel.

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  3. you have no idea how many times I've quoted you on Facebook <3

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  4. I'm praying everything is alright. Your words here show patience and much, much wisdom.

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  5. Indeed. You must be very patient and wise.

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  6. You inspired me. i was completely amazed as i read this with my mom. As i was reading your "about me" page i was thinking of a poem to and i am excited to write it down. I am truly been inspired by your individuality .
    - Hannah Rae

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  7. i hear you...prayer works...and laying down the swords to march...and then to wait in patience...its a hard lot...but so is the submission and humility in saying i dont know what to do...it will come...

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I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know there's nothing but light when I see you. :: Shinji Moon