Crushed, my Christ crucified
Cut to shreds to contain my sin
Because they were too heavy to carry
You came down to rein them in
Christ that’s what you did it all for
To draw out the children creation cries for
Crimson blood cremated my old ways
Crossed out my past on the threshing room floor
And I can’t just stand unmoved in your communion
Because it’s union in your crushing
That created the cross over exodus
To the promised land I’m running into
That I was cut out of by a cross
Of another kind, a sword standing to keep me out
After the crunch of a forbidden fruit
Which bore no life but death to take me out
Confusion and chaos reigned to compress
The goodness and love in your creation
To separate us from the kingdom culture
Birthed into a dark world through a cesarean section
Yet you came back to crush the darkness
And crumble the walls between
Erected by the curse spoken drawing from the womb
The cute cradled kid that needed to be weaned
You chose to keep your covenant
In your creation contract to me
And the seas of generations like crashing falls
Rushing into your cut up arms with a sting
Beyond recognition like cattle in the slaughterhouse
Constantly committed to the prize ahead
To see me come running to you like the prodigal son
A child again, in need of a dad
You introduced me to Abba father
I can come visit and sit on your lap
Now with no fear of the older congregation
Cutting me off from your loving smile, no cap
No age limit, no amount of years to cross out or count
Before I’m old enough to be caught in your arms
By the lack of warmth you crossed into
A dark casket of rock you were carried into with scars
Your body fractured with no bone broken
To send your heart gushing out your side
I didn’t know the load was that crushing
So you would never again have to leave my side
In you came, through the cracks of my
Picture framed facade to breathe inside
The breath you couldn’t contain to sustain yourself
Nailed up with nowhere to hide
Birthed into death you rose again for me
You stormed in and cleared all the dry land
Because nothing can compare to your work on that cut tree
So I laid down the efforts of my hand
Your demise became my reawakening,
Your resurrection my revival, but you said wait
What more do you have to pour out in this
crusted heartland in need of your grace?
And then you came back after ascending
Why would you descend again? Like jacob's dream
A mighty rushing wind so captivating
You had me crying out in life that rattled my being
Now my heart is seized and it ceases to beat
For any one or thing that can’t come close to your love
So I will not erect the idols that compounded the compound
Of walls that kept me in until you descended from above
But only with my willingness, you are the Christ
who knocks gently on my chamber door
Not with gloom and hope unfulfilled
but communion that fills me forevermore
So please come in Jesus, Holy Spirit my comforter
And unveil your heart concealed nevermore
Teach me your ways, show me of your people,
God may I let go and give you control
Now that’s commitment, my covenant keeping creator
That hovered over the dark deep and spoke your light in one command
Show me how to commit to you and follow your will
Thank you for the crushing my loving heavenly dad
Happy Father's Day God.
A reading of The Crush by the author
Abby Yitagesu is a Public Health graduate who loves exploring the world, art and many more adventures to come. She currently works and resides in Maryland serving the JGA @jga.dc youth ministry in her free time. If you're interested to see what she's up to or read any more of her poetry you can find her on Instagram @Abby7x70.
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