I’m not sure if this would count as poetry, but it seems fitting to categorize it here. I wrote this shortly after we found out the baby we’d been trying for didn’t have a heartbeat. That’s a story in itself, but the Holy Spirit meeting people as Comforter when they’re grieving can fit into any story. I hope it blesses you.
When on the outside, it seems like all the walls should have fallen,
This supernatural grace overcomes me, and I’m safe.
I didn’t know I was this far hidden,
Didn’t know I was so lost in you, so lost that when this pain came,
I was wrapped in your cocoon of peace.
The world can’t touch me here.
The lies can’t even begin to penetrate the surface of my heart.
I’m so hidden in Him.
I don’t need to know why because I know He’s good.
When I heard His voice in the middle of this storm,
It quieted the waves around me, Took away the numbness that had Crept upon me, And made me feel again.
I was able to feel only His presence, Able to hear only His voice,
And able to walk in the Spirit again.
It’s like I’m sad, but I’m joyful in Him because
I know He knows the plans, purposes, and destiny of my life.
I’m not worried because He knows the end from the beginning, And I trust Him.
My trust isn’t in man but in the Lord who created man.
This supernatural joy that He’s given me is present on the inside,
Strengthening my inner man.
It might not manifest fully on the outside, but it’s an inner work.
I am at peace on the inside Because I know Jesus Christ, and He knows me.
He calls me by name.
He will take this momentary light affliction,
And work it towards something greater, something eternal.
I look forward to the day of singing and dancing,
But I am satisfied being sustained by the Spirit in the cleft of the rock.
It helps me realize how much I need my Father in heaven.
I’m just a little girl holding her hands out to her Daddy.
I thank the Lord for these seasons of growth.
Through these seasons, I come to know more about who I am,
And that identity is found only in Him.
I’m so glad I’m so far hidden in Him.
He’s my strong tower, my refuge in times of trouble, my rock.
So, even in our time of loss, blessed by the name of the Lord!
