I found my poetry magnet set, which was hanging on the fridge before we moved. My son still has several unpacked boxes in his bedroom, and it was inside one of them, which he unpacked yesterday. I enjoy making poems with the tiny magnet pieces, because that really is the essence of writing poetry. You see, prose has no limits or restrictions beyond grammar, and that is not actually binding. But, poetry is beautiful because of the locks and chains around the word choice, the rhyme restrictions, the cadence and meter limitations. All works together to form a puzzle that is like music inside your head. It is because of the resistance that something beautiful is formed, just like a river, where the rocks in the soil force the river to turn first in one direction, then another.
God is a sustainer of souls. This is why when my will was first drawn up a decade ago, I began by bequeathing my soul to God. I think it a lovely acknowledgment of God as both the source of our life and the caretaker of our soul. The idea was not original to me, as I have seen it done in other wills. Psalms 55:22 When we are advised to cast our burden on the LORD, we know that he can very well sustain us. Psalms 23:3 says that He can restore our soul. This brings to mind the ground water from the underground seas. They restore the rivers, much like God restores the souls of the weary. They support, or sustain all life on earth with this fresh water supply. We who are surrounded by oceans of water, are forever limited in our movements upon earth by our ability to tap into the ground water beneath us.
The oceans are, in essence, the overflow. The saturated earth allows the excess to flow off and fill the basins, and it contains the residue of salt unfiltered out by the soil. We, in much the same way, see our bounty of blessings, which God has bequeathed, and which fills the visible basins around us. But, do we see the reserves of blessings beneath us sustaining our souls? Not usually, until we dry out. Then when we face burn out, or trauma, or trajedy, then we reach out and tap deeply into our souls, looking for something living within us. It is often then that we reach God in our struggle for more to fill us.
Go ahead...cast your burdens on the Lord, for He will sustain you... with oceans of mercy.
Surely his salvation is near those that fear him;
that glory may dwell in our land.
Mercy and truth are met together;
righteousness and peace have kissed each other.
Truth shall spring out of the earth;
and righteousness shall look down from heaven.
Yea, the LORD shall give that which is good;
and our land shall yield its increase.
Righteousness shall go before him;
and shall set us in the way of his steps.