Sometimes
the cry is that of a lone voice;
sometimes, the voices of many
swelling together as one.
The
cry is a cry of pain and suffering,
expressing powerless desperation,
calling out for escape, for relief.
The cry is one a deep longing –
a longing rooted deep in the core
of one’s being -
a longing
for peace and wholeness,
a longing for God.
The cry is a mournful cry,
laced with a sadness that shrouds
the soul
as one grieves what was, but is no more,
what never
was, but should have been.
But
the cry is more than a cry. It is a
prayer -
a calling out to one whose nature is
self-giving Love.
And
as a prayer, the cry is an expression of confidence
in a love that will not let us go,
in a love that never turns its back
on us,
in a love that always works to
transform and bless
even
at great cost to Self.
Self-giving
love is the heart of God – and such love is a mark of the people of God.
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