Homemade Pain (poem by me)

It may seem weird but
The Lord said to me,
“There’s something
I want you to see.”
He set down a book,
I opened the cover,
Eager to have a look.

On the first page I saw
A girl with eyes full of tears
She was young but also
Wise beyond her years
Blood dripped down her arm
The victim of self-harm.

I turned the page and
Saw another girl doing the same,
Hundreds of pages filled
With photos of homemade pain.

I began to cry for them
Moved by sudden empathy,
He said, “Tell them how much I care.
Tell them the Lord can see.”

Before a word is on my tongue you, LORD, know it completely. —Psalm 139:4

© 2016 Kim Bond

*Beseeching Grace: An International Prayer Collection is FULL. Thank you to all who submitted and prayed for its completion. This free ebook will be coming soon!

 

Misconceptions (poem by me)

Girl
Head high
Fears nothing
For no one harms
Her more than herself
Mutilation
She is a
Cutter
Girl

Hurt
Thinking
Of the day
She lost control
Abused and misused
Who has the knife
Now, Daddy
Self harm
Hurt

God
Hoping
He is not
Like her father
Shred misconceptions
Accept and give
Forgiveness
Loving
God

And do not call anyone on earth ‘father,’ for you have one Father, and he is in heaven. —Matthew 23:9

*This is NOT a biographical poem. Although my dad was not perfect, every memory I have of him is sweet—God rest his soul.

© 2016 Kim Bond

**Beseeching Grace: An International Prayer Collection is FULL. Thank you to all who submitted and prayed for its completion. This free ebook will be coming soon!