Wait and Lament • Withered Trees • A Poetry Prompt
This spring as I take my daily walks, I am looking to see what survived the storm and what did not. What can I do? I can wait and lament.
This spring as I take my daily walks, I am looking to see what survived the storm and what did not. What can I do? I can wait and lament.
I believe the very work of writing a prayer as poetry takes us deeper into our hearts, giving a new vocabulary to offer our longings to God.
We are not left in the despair of lament, for even from the depths of chaos, there is a confidence, a deep sense of trust, in God for living expectantly.
This guided lament is focused on the specific feeling of personal disappointment or loss that has accompanied this season. Father, you know deep loss, be near to us as we bring our own loss and disappointment before you.