Fifteenth Day of Lent - Bitterness

The Bitterness of Lost Love 

by Jeanluc Van Gabsen For sale at @ artquid.com

I have witnessed the Creator’s anger. I have been draw into the dark places where the flesh creeps,  and bodies break. I am walled into an impenetrable cell. I shout and scream, but no one hears me.  The Creator waits like a bear to attack. I am dragged off the path and torn to pieces. I hear laughter  in my ears; it is my own people mocking  me. What a bitter cup of sorrow the Creator hands to me. I  survive by chewing gravel. All I have hoped for drains away. I will never forget these awful times.

But yet there remains a faint memory:

The steadfast love of the Creator never fails. The Creator’s mercy never come to an end.

They are new every morning!

And I remember that I am promised an inheritance, and my hope again rises.

Lamentations 3

In the West we forget that violence comes in cycles.  It is never far away.  Why should we in this generation be spared?  Bitterness comes from drinking the bitter cup of suffering.  This is the cup that our Lord Jesus was so aware of.  Any alternative would have been better.  But he took up the cup, and drank from it.  And we too must drink from this cup to receive the life he offers.  This kindles the faint memory that we have not been failed, and hope will rise again.

PRAYER:  In my bitterness, I remember your mercy, and my hope again rises.