Promised and Broken

I was promising, a precious promise;
Now I am simply a broken promise—
A promise not kept…
Will they say that Adonai broke His vow?
For the things they do “for Him”,
The deeds they do “in His name”,
will He not pay His “debt”?
Light of truth dispelling
the deep darkness of slumber,
It rouses me and I awaken—

So this is all that it came to be,
Living the dreams that my Maker dreamed for me;
It has come—sooner than later; a time when
Hearts and not just vows will be broken
For the promises they promised themselves,
For the dream that is about themselves
To be lofty and crowned with fame
Isn’t this anything but a game?
My eyes refused to be transfixed on what it can gain;
For my path must lead only to the glory of His name.

Though I was nursed in their bosom,
And nurtured in their womb,
I am not theirs.
If I could forfeit my life for them
to have theirs, why wouldn’t I?
But I am not my own, I was bought at a price;
I was ransomed with the most precious life.
I am not the captain of my soul;
Rather, I am the captive of Him
who has freed and gave me all.

Paralyzed, it seems I can’t move on,
Yet neither can I go back—I’m too far gone.
I’m kindled, I’m stoked
Let not the flames into embers be silenced
Instead, I have become a warrior
against despair and hatred;
A true lover, a blazing arrow in His quiver
A name etched in my stone forever
I, riveted and smitten
For Him, now I am truly broken.

(28 April 2006)