The Father’s Call by Jolaine Miner
As I walk this path of darkness, I fear. I fear life and death, love and loss, acceptance and failure. I fear to speak, to act, to breathe, to carry on this way. I am trapped in this life I have created for myself; no one to blame, but me. No one to turn to.
A whisper in the wind
Come to me child
He is risen!
This stormy gale threatens to overtake me. Is there hope for me? I’m drowning; a deluge of sin and shame. What have I done? Do I dare call out? Does anyone care?
I was happy once, filled with joy and surrounded by what I thought was love. But that was before.
A call in the night
Come to me child
He is risen!
I cannot go; I have been on this path so long, so far from home; such shame I hold within – I am not worthy. I have fallen so far from the reaches of what I once believed. I cannot undo what I have done. Oh how I long to be truly loved and accepted for who I am – as I am.
A bellow – A cry
Come to me child
He is risen!
Is he crying for me? The Father wants me? After what I have done? After what I have become? But I am dirty, I am poor, I am ashamed, I have nothing left to give – I am broken.
Memories begin to surface – warmth breaking through the chilled depths of my being. Like sunshine on my face; a breeze stirring in my soul; a comforting lullaby; I feel as though I am weightless...
“There are many rooms in my father’s house,” Jesus said;
“If you believe…,” Jesus said;
“…follow me”, Jesus said;
“I will prepare the way,” Jesus said;
Jesus. Crucified, buried, and on the third day, He rose!
As I turn to flee the darkness and return to my Father, I realize I am already in His arms -- already loved; already forgiven. There is nothing I did or could ever do to change his love for me; nothing I did or could ever do to earn his forgiveness. Jesus did that for me.
For God so loved the world;
For God so loves me;
A call from the Father
Come to me child
He is risen!