He tends his flock like a shepherd:
He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young. Isaiah 40:11
Gather me up, Scoop me into your arms…
Carry me,
legs failing,
heart heavy,
breath labored…
stumbling
and I don’t care if I fall
no desire to get up again
can barely hear you call…
wondering,
can I walk this journey after all-
Lift me from the path awhile,
that I might draw strength to carry on,
find my legs again
remember my feet
walk alongside you
once more..
with confidence.
Hold me,
close to your bosom,
your heartbeat, to my ear,
is comfort.
Hold me-
tighter still,
keep me close without release,
for I fear this fate unknown
will swallow my soul
leaving a shell-
lifeless
empty
void
dwelling place of nothing,
vacant hole
where no-one ever lived
for whom the bell tolls,
nevermore
nevermore
Feed me,
nurse me to wholeness,
dress these wounds
with healing
to the innermost core of my being.
So needy,
hungry and thirsty
for your
righteousness;
longing to see your goodness in the land of the living.
longing to see your goodness in the land of the living.
Lead me,
gently-
I need your gentleness-
to touch my madness,
for I am mad, indeed.
Life leaves me furious, full of madness
that could leave me
barefoot at the brink of
dangerous edges
but for grace that takes my place.
Pauses me.
Catches me.
Holds me.
Close.
Closer still.
“Madness is to think of too many things in succession too fast, or of one thing too exclusively”
Voltaire
“’But I don’t want to go among mad people,’ Alice remarked.
‘Oh, you can’t help that,’ said the Cat. ‘We’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.’
‘How do you know I’m mad?’ said Alice.
‘You must be,” said the Cat. ‘or you wouldn’t have come here.’”
Lewis Carroll
* I pondered madness and couldn’t resist including these two quotes which outright summed up well, my past few days.*
Linking with:
dVerse w/The Gang
Create With Joy w/Ramona
The Wellspring w/ Laura
Finding Heaven w/Jen
TimeWarpWife w/Darlene
My Daily Walk in His Grace w/Tracy
Imperfect Prose w/ Emily
Tell His Story w/ Jennifer
Scribing the Journey w/ Duane
Intentional Me w/Michelle
Enthusiastically, Dawn 
Oh my goodness. This is awesomely amazing my friend.
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Isn't the one who carries us when we full of madness the most amazing of all? Mailing (finally) the journal. Today. Love and hugs my dear, Denise!
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Beautiful. I love the picture too 🙂 I visited from Playdates 🙂
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Good thoughts. I love the Lewis Carroll quote.
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Beautiful–grace is a wonderful thing!
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hold me close to your chest…that your gentleness might touch my madness….what beautiful sentiment…smiles…grace is surely amazing…
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ah i hear you…there are days that just leave us kinda breathless…the desire for being held…the grace we need…and luckily get…a felt write
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loved your poem – I felt the longing. dropping by from dVerse open link night.Suzy at http://ilasoulpoems.blogspot.co.nz/
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Wow. Thank you.
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It's a mad world…but thankfully we have been given a spirit of power, love and a sound mind…hope your spirit is soaring above the madness and if not that you sense the Shepherd carrying you close to His heart…whichever you need most I know He will provide…
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beautiful
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Dear DawnLife without our Pappa God will definitely send us off to Dorothy and the cat without us even noticing it until it is too late! What an incredible poem! Grace be with you, DawnMia
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Oh, Dawn…such loveliness. I could feel my soul sink deeper into rest as I read. Thank you.
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So much muchness! Mad world it is indeed! Loving the lamb in the arms of our Shepherd! What a beautiful contrast!Hugs,Kelly
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Lovely. He is holding you, Friend.
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