In the cold, hard cell
Steel chills my bones
Solid walls do not move
Bare hand against iron
Stark, empty room
Devoid of any color
Except the rust of time
Its reds and browns
I look for a way out
Frantically pacing
Pressing hardened walls
Immovable, impenetrable
Surrounded by four walls
I sit in the center
Of that steel cell
Curled up in a ball
Tears rusting the steel
I realize this hopeless cell
Is of my own making
Corners welded tight
To hold me in
Then a light from above
Encircles my tired body
Encapsulated by a beam
Too brilliant to see its source
Deep in sorrow and pain
Mourning things lost
I only looked before me
I never looked up
A voice from above me
echoes against steel walls
“Be still and know
that I am God.”
I peer up from the floor
A lone figure before me
Fiery torch in hand
Shielded face hidden
Torch pointed
Against the wall
Sparks fly above me
Molten metal forms
Hands shield my face
Until the sparks stop
The lone figure motions
For me to stand up
I rise and see a small hole
In the steel wall before me
I step to that solid wall
Cold metal against my face
I peer through that hole
Seeing hope for the first time
The people who walk in darkness Will see a great light; Those who live in a dark land, The light will shine on them. – Isaiah 9:3 (NASB)
© 2020 CGThelen
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Great imagery! Perfect thoughts to meet my need today. Thanks for listening…and writing.
Thanks for the comment. Blessings.
Excellent. You’ve captured the desperation that many feel, while also offering hope.
The line about looking before me but not looking up is spot on!
I believe the enemy uses shame to keep many believers in their unlocked cells. They falsely feel they have failed God due to their lack of faith. But faith actually comes from God—not us.
Again, well done.
God’s best to you.
Some days it is difficult to focus on Christ Jesus, but his freedom is always there. I am grateful God continues to pursue us with his love and grace. Thanks for sharing your thoughts. Blessings.