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Don’t Hide Your Tears

Don’t hide your tears, my child – I give you permission to let them fall. When life withholds its gavel, when your Piper requires you to pay a price set in the stars, let them fall. Mourn well. The tension holding what should be far from what is, will break you in its stern grip…

Don’t hide your tears, my child –

I give you permission to let them fall.

When life withholds its gavel,

when your Piper requires you to pay

a price set in the stars,

let them fall.

Mourn well.

The tension holding

what should be

far from what is,

will break you in its stern grip

unless you grieve;

Eden is long gone.

Cry away the withered hopes

and wash away bitter realities;

your sobs are soul-songs which

rise before the Throne above.

Such precipitation

precipitates

a newly laundered vision;

soon, my child,

Eden will rise

with

healing in its wings…

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Responses to “Don’t Hide Your Tears”

  1. Robert Rife

    Oooh, nice one, Melody.

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    1. melodylowes

      Thank you, Rob. If I get an ‘oooh’, I know I’ve achieved the poet’s prize! 🙂

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      1. Robert Rife

        Haha! Good on ya. Keep swimming in the warm sea of poetic dreams.

  2. Caddo Veil

    Oh my goodness–I’m nearly on my knees, Melody. This is beyond words to describe–oooh–must have this for my keepsake file, and also send it on to little sis. I can’t afford to cry today, but this is so reverential and deeply touching–straight from Our Father’s heart. God bless you abundantly–love, Caddo

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    1. melodylowes

      I’m honored to have made the cut to your keepsake file, my friend. I have been sending missives to the Edenic land on your behalf – a bit concerned bout you the past few days…

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      1. Caddo Veil

        Oh what a blessing you are, sweet Melody! Thank you so much for your prayers–it’s been tougher than I like to admit of late (and surprising, as I tend to think I’m “home free”–har har). I have to believe what you told me, last week–that this too shall pass. What else can we do, but hang on tight to the One Who holds us always–and write more poetry? Love you, dear!

      2. melodylowes

        Then that was your first mistake – we are never going to be home free until we are home, I’m afraid. And every inch of territory you take back from an enemy will be fought over, tooth and nail. So fight! Armour on, poetic license wielded like a sword of Judgement! 🙂

      3. Caddo Veil

        It wasn’t really a “mistake”–more like a treasured “illusion” (delusion?) that I don’t want to part with. And not to pick a fight, but there are plenty of believers who subscribe to the idea (delusion?) that, since Jesus has redeemed/restored us, including the “past”–it “no longer exists”, should have no power to “buffet”/beat us up. So I’ve been dancing as fast as I can, “pretending” I’m not being tormented (temporarily)–and I’m worn out. I really appreciate what you said, that the enemy will continue to fight us (even though we’re victorious in Jesus)–he’s not gonna just roll over and play dead! Thank you for encouraging me–“armour on, and a sword of poetic license in hand”!! I’m thinking the devil knows nada about poetry, eh?

      4. melodylowes

        The end is assured – we are simply working out the details – and those details can really hurt. And bleed. Trust me, I know all about it – more than my share, in fact. I’m in a fresh battle myself – and need to remember Who wins, and to be gentle with my expectations of myself. My cape has holes, but I keep trying it on anyway. You?

      5. Caddo Veil

        I’m so sorry you’re in a fresh battle, Melody. No need for comparisons, but I’ve had more than my share too–I think. You’re so right that we must be gentle about our self-expectations. I can’t say anymore here–maybe we can continue sharing in emails; no pressure–whatever you feel like, and I know you’ve got kidlets to teach pretty soon. Tonight I’m eating Kraft mac and cheese and watching “The Full Monty”–cracks me up!!

      6. melodylowes

        Sometimes we need that! I’m sorry that you have known so much sorrow. Means you are in good company – I know a Man of Sorrows!

  3. Glenda Mills

    Your sobs are like soul-songs which rise above the throne…Praise God for tears that release and renew our lives. Reminds me of psalm 56:8: Put my tears in your bottle, are they not all in your book?

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    1. melodylowes

      All of our tears are gifts. They cleanse, don’t they? Thank you Glenda!

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