I am another Abraham.
.
So I must
Trudge up this mountain,
Build up an alter,
Prepare a sacrifice.
.
Not a goat or a ram,
But a piece of myself.
.
Peeling away the selfish layer
clinging to my heart,
Drawing in a breath
of courageous obedience...
.
I lay down my Isaac.
There will be no substitute this time.
2 comments:
That is great Gracie. Where is that from? Probably something your talented husband did huh? Love you guys! Smurphy
Actually, I wrote it. At the time, it was about needing to give up my mom, who was dying of cancer. I've found it fitting again in current circumstances. Funny how that works, eh?
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