The voids are a darkness
So hard at times to fully identify in name
But so easy to identity in symptom
Heavy, Angry, Low Self-Worth
Fear, Abused, Abandoned
Just to name a few
As I discover that I yet have voids
It disappoints me
But also gives me hope.
Why? Because I recognize that I do
If I can recognize they are there,
I can dive into discovering what they are more clearly
And if I can discover what they are
I can fill them with the Spiritual Healer
A Healer that makes all things new
All things fresh. All things.
The holes don’t get to continue to pierce my soul!
One by one
I will open myself to accepting some things about me
That are a little hard to swallow
And then asking the Father how to transform those things
So that the void doesn’t get to stay open
Open like a vulnerable sore
Oozing poison into my soul
Lord fill the void
So that which was not given to me long ago
Doesn’t get the chance to take from me
The joy, blessing, and purpose of what lies ahead for me.
By Erica Russell
