My Spot

A spot
On my pure
White skin
And I shiver
It cannot be
But soon all
Feeling escapes
Me
~
I am a king
I’ve seen God’s
Faithfulness
And yearned to
Walk closely
By His side
I am a king
My devotion is
High
And I deserve
To praise Him
Directly
I have no
Need for the
Priest
Standing between
Us
But the priests
Are so prideful
Tell me I sin
But I am King!
I will win!
I hold the
Censer in one
Hand
And an angry
Fist in the
Other
Defending my
Own purity
I am
Righteous
~
And there’s
The spot
Darkening my
Forehead
I am contaminating
The temple
Of my LORD
And I know
I do wrong
I am hidden
Away
No longer worthy
To worship Him
No matter how
Much I weep
He does not heal
Me
And who am
I to argue
Justice?
He is my LORD
He is my King
All I can do
Now is
Obey
~
Leprosy
That unfeeling
Disease
Ravages and ruins
In the name of peace
No pain
No suffering
Yet still I bleed
Yet still I seem
To die
And be at war
There is no hope
Of healing
Me
~
~
I was thought
Noble and good
My only flaw
A terrible
Disease that
Can dangerously
Spread it’s unfeelingness
So though I am
Honored and loved
Please don’t
Come near me
~
But listen to
This new voice
It speaks of hope
Hope for me
So I set out
For the man of
God
Hoping for
The miracle
Cure
~
But I see
Him not
He will not
See me
He sends out
A messenger
Who does not
Wave his hands
Over my
Spot
He tells me to wash
One, two, three
Four, five, six
Seven times
In the dirty
Jordan
Why not wash
In a cleaner
Body of water?
But the voice
Speaks again
Is not this
God’s man
Has he not spoke
To you
Words of hope
In God’s hands?
~
Get down on
Hands and knees
Dive in deep to
The filth
One, two, three
Four, five, six
Seven
God healed
Me
What joy now!
I am free!
I will bend
To Him only
The knee!
~
~
You and I
We’re blinded
What is it
That consumes
Us
Removes us
Free the tree?
I am filled
With gluttony
To me I own
Greed
I desire pleasure
I drink it in
Deep
And when I
Wake from my
Slumber
I cannot feel
The LORD
Close by
I beg and I
Cry
But to my spot
I return
I no longer
Feel desire
For my LORD
~
I must
We must
Get down on
Our hands
And our knees
Dive in deep
To the water
See the filth?
That is you
That is me
Becoming one
With the river
In the name of
One
The Father
Two
The Son
Three
The Holy Spirit
We are free!
Do you feel?
The joy?
Do not return
To your spot
To Him only
Bend
Your
Knee
~
~
2 Chronicles 26 (The story of King Uzziah and how he became a leper)
2 Kings 5:1-19a (The story of Naaman the leper and how he became clean)

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