The Mess of Me…

“It is here in the pieces of my shame that I find myself.” Poet Rainer Maria Rilke

image via fromtheheartofj


Strewn about within the confines of the mind

These pieces of shame.

Bits of unlovable, not enough, could’ve been, disconnected, less than, shards cut the heart…

weigh down the joy-filled dance.

Bending down low to uproot…bit by bit…like a child collecting stones that block the stream’s flow.

Lifted up in offering to He who is the Offering.

The mess of me becomes the beauty of us…

Heart to heart intertwined,

Brokenness made whole.

image via fromtheheartofj


In the pieces of my shame I discover…He who is Love.

And the mess of me becomes the beauty of us…

Heart to heart intertwined.

“He called a child over, placed it in their midst, and said, “Amen, I say to you, unless you turn and become like children, you will not enter the kingdom of heaven.” Mt 18:2-3


11 thoughts on “The Mess of Me…

      • It truly is awesome–when I think of all the years I felt ashamed for the “mess”, and now can feel respect and appreciation–because it is all redeemed by Him, owned by Him, made beautiful because of Him. I am humbled anew, that we will share in His Glory, as sisters!

  1. Your words and the image blended together captivated my spirit! A very lovely poem, which was a true joy for me to read. Thanks for the blessing this evening…i am so glad to have found your site!

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