Born Again

Born Again (Free Verse)
By Kathryn Best (me)

Sitting alone in the blanket of night
silently alienated beneath
the vast splendor of stars
that invite trust in the divine

I find my thoughts cast
on whispered memories
from another season of life
when I had the faith of a child.

There was no searing doubt for
the Immortal Being that made
Himself known in writing
read to me by lantern light.

Oh the duality of past and present
where now I sit in a constant hebetude
enamored by this laughing world
where I seek my adjunct pleasures.

Sitting alone in the blanket of night
silently alienated beneath
the vast splendor of stars
that invite trust in the divine

I found the help I needed
to be reborn.

Sunsets 

    

I was going to try and write a poem for this day, but I’m honestly struggling to find any words for it. 

I broke down last night. Life has been a bit of a mess lately and I found myself in tears questioning the One I claimed to trust. 

Why the pain?! Why the confusion?! Are you even there, God?!

These were the thoughts running through my head as I sobbed into my older sisters shoulder. 

I was mad at Him. I did not think he was going to be faithful or loving this time around. I thought He had turned His back or maybe I was praying into a void.

But God… 

Isn’t that how scripture always ends up after a line of confusion and chaos? 

Today God surprised me with an anonymous gift, a loving friend, and a painting in the sky that screamed “I Am!” 

He has always been, and always will be, faithful.