Somewhere Between Lamentations and The Pslams
I am dancing between the pages
Of Lamentations
More of a slow forced march
I would rather laugh
Like a crow, turned toward the sky
At the sun pouring in
At the squirrel on his high wire act
At bird chasing a cat
And a dog chasing his tail.
But I am in the pages of weeping
Where the heart plays the re-runs
And the soul forgets the grace
And mercy drips from the faucet
Like summer’s drought.
I know there are pages to turn
And the fingers are quick
But the heart is slow
To find itself in the
Pages of rejoicing
But when I recall
The chapters of joy
Highlighted and hope
And a three year girl
Who called them P saums
Then I am in the pages
The ones filled with the love
Of Christ
The wiper of tears
And today they are mine
Joining my beauty seeking friend Laura and on Thursday with Lyli.
elizabeth w. marshall 
“And letters in red
The wiper of tears”
yes, this.
you’ve got me, right here
“The pages of weeping…” And yet you find so much joy here. And I do too, in your sweet words.
Beautifully put.
This touches me:
“Highlighted by hope
And a three year girl
Who called them P saums”
I can just hear that. 🙂
In my daily Bible reading, I’m always amazed at how there is always something–maybe sometimes it’s very tiny–that stands out with a special meaning. Even in Lamentations we can find grace. 🙂 Thanks for sharing this today.
LOVE this one, E. A lot.
I want the joy pages, too – the hope, the saving – but unless I go through places like Lamentations – I don’t really hunger for it, do I! I am so glad He wipes my tears – and that children learn the books of the bible!
BEAUTIFUL!!!
Beautiful and perfect!
I am in the pages of weeping right now, too. This encouraged me. Thanks for linking up at Thought-Provoking Thursday. 🙂