Poem- The Wrestle to Be Known
Poetic Statement
This poem was written for a group project I have been working on for my Foundations of Counseling class in seminary. I sense this wrestling in myself that relates to the truth established in the passage of Psalm 139 that God knows us. I have thought the thought "nobody knows what this is like" and often counter that with "God does". There is this wrestling to be known, to be seen, and to know others.
The Wrestle to Be Known
There are pieces of me
That desire to be known
The piece of me that wants to say
“If only you really had known”
If only you knew the memories that hide in the depths of my mind and heart
If only the feelings could truly be released from the bottle
If only the dominion of the garden of my soul could be tended to
Rather than trying to plant the flowers over my weeds
God designed us with an original vulnerability
A nakedness that was hidden in the fall
Our natural selves are deeply formed by God
This deep original vulnerability was left in those bushes
We are fully known, but we aren’t fully known
We are fully known by God, but not fully known by those made in the image of God
The original man was fully known by God and fully known by those made the image of God
We were made with his knowing our deepest parts, but why don’t I feel known?
I feel so misunderstood, so alone, so unknown.
There seems to be unsettling parts of fully knowing, and to be fully known
But at the same time, I wish to be fully known and I want to know
I am almost desperate to be known and to know
Psalm 139:1-6 NIV
"You have searched me, Lord.
and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar,
You discern my going out and my lying down;
Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord know it completely.
You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me
too lofty for me to attain.
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