Monsoon of Mercy

At dVerse Poets Pub today, Abhra tells a tale of the monsoon season in India. The “prompt” for the day is fairly vague, so I drew from Abhra’s story about how the hot, dry summer is followed by the monsoon. And I tapped into the discussion in the comments to Anthony’s post Pub Talk: Poetry and Making a Difference. I’ve written this as a Kyrielle because I’m finding a like this form a lot. It has just enough repetition to suit me.

Monsoon of Mercy

Sin and shame deeply scorch my soul
Freedom from consequence my goal
But my choice left me dry, not whole
Healed by Your monsoon of mercy

She was the victim of my choice
Never will I hear her small voice
Yet in His arms she can rejoice
Healed by His monsoon of mercy

Now there is no condemnation
Only grace for Your creation
Regret remains a grave fixation
Healed by Your monsoon of mercy

I am a Jesus Freak, and I don't care who knows it. I am a wife, mother, sister, aunt, daughter, and friend. My blood family is only part of the larger family of Christ that I belong to. I love to write, especially about my dear Savior.


27 Responses

  1. His monsoon of mercy is the only thing that truly can heal our hearts and wash away shame, guilt and regret. Thank you for sharing this redemptive hope!

  2. Never a stranger to earth.. for so many
    years until humans erase stranger’s
    existence from the face of earth..
    stranger still lives in mountain
    streams.. in drops of coming
    rain and Monsoon floods..
    all around this stranger
    lives.. with never judgement
    against what this stranger is..
    ah.. to live with this stranger is
    much easier than living against
    the stranger that is i and us and
    we and them.. all together as one
    unnamed before
    the stranger of God
    named human plants
    a seed of

  3. They say, time heals, Linda. I know by this time she has forgiven you for whatever it is that you’ve done in the past. Somethings in life are better wrong at first, remember that my friend. Smiles.

  4. love the term “monsoon of mercy”. Isn’t is so that we all seek a healing for that which we condemn ourselves. The words bring the feeling of healing that can only come from a source within and without.

  5. This is such powerful writing..the rain washes away the pain.. cleanses our soul.. heals our heart.. and fuels our goals 🙂

    Lots of love,

  6. I can only imagine how hard it was to write this, but I know others can and will be blessed by it. Please share it with all who can be healed by reading it.

    • In situations like this, I always think of the song “Why me, Lord?” and the line that says, “Maybe Lord, I can show someone else / What I’ve been through myself / On my way back to you.”

  7. I think there is mercy enough not to live in regrets. There is no way I could condemn anyone for a choice like that. I see how your poetry becomes stronger when the subject is closer to your heart.

  8. I am proud of you Linda.

    I hope that you have and find that freedom
    in the mercy that only God can give you.

    Hints of my verse for you in there as well.
    There are plenty of things in my past that
    I could live in a shadow because of –
    but there is no condemnation for those
    who are in Christ.

    • Thanks. I do know that I am forgiven, that I’m washed clean. I think the real reason I’m drawn to writing on this subject is not for my own healing, which I’ve already experienced, but that I might help another be healed by His monsoon of mercy. Peace, Linda

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