What’s Under the Bed?

Written by Lisa DeVinney on . Posted in poetry

When my heart’s humbled low enough
To bring me to the ground,
I may just be surprised by hidden
Things that lie around.
Perhaps amid the balls of dust,
The missing book, and string,
I may just find that God’s revealed
Some more important things:
An unforgiving spirit, here;
Perhaps a bit of pride;
Some anger that’s been buried for
Awhile, deep inside.
Those things that I’d been kicking under
Whatever was near,
So I could just ignore them…
Well, now God has made them clear.
Which leaves me, now, with quite a choice:
To quickly get back up,
Pretend I’d looked the other way
And didn’t see that stuff;
Or spend a little more time there,
Before God…heart exposed,
Till I have left before Him all
My sinful, fleshly foes.
I never know what I might find
Before God, on my face.
But I can know, when I confess,
It’s covered by His grace.
“Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.”
Psalm 139:23-24 NIV
©Lisa DeVinney, March 2010

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