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‘Belittled Humility’

…This is what the Lord says: ‘Where is your mother’s certificate of divorce with which I sent her away? Or to which of my creditors did I sell you? Because of your sins you were sold; because of your transgressions your mother was sent away. When I came, why was there no one? When I called, why was there no one to answer? Was My arm too short to ransom you? Do I lack the strength to rescue you? By a mere rebuke I dry up the sea, I turn rivers into a desert; their fish rot for lack of water and die of thirst. I clothe the sky with darkness and make sackcloth its covering.’―Isaiah 50:1-3

Belittled Humility 

I say these words 
in my head 
I say too little 
‒Sin I've fed 
I say too much 
‒my soul is dead 

where to decipher Wisdom 
without causing condemn 

it is a question of 'instead' 
without having a heart bled 

I consider the 'affect' 
never in accord with 'accept' 

I remember I'm not the architect 
but, instead, a 'reflect' 
of words given 
for self-reflect 

I'm not the only subject 
‒I know―in comes―reject 
for a Word in Yeshuah† dialect 
is to take Sin―dissect 
separate 
prove the misled 
‒true maliciousness―fed 

in order to reconnect 
what's been disconnected 

not by myself 
I'm not the architect 
thriving to interject 
what's not part‒ 
of my prospect 
it's only added 
in suspect 
by those losing 
to 'deflect' 

I throw up my hands 
‒willingly be used 
in the correct 
my mouth―a buffet 
not a casket 
not a puppet 
but like a bayonet 
jabbing Sin―wickedness 
whatever's in secret 
‒spewing it 
like a rocket 

each one of us 
can be the subject 
or the object 
for Wisdom's pulpit 
so Understanding 
becomes the outlet 

so speak―don't gossip 
seek Understanding 
discuss all of it 
even when wickedness 
remains in quiet 
hiding and running 
hoping 
you won't acknowledge it 

don't get lost 
in all the thicket 
be brave as you 
sound the trumpet 

God's† ways 
are ultraviolet 

things you covet 
keep in secret 
will surface 
not lost in forget 

for to acknowledge 
‒forgive, accept 
learn from the foul of it‒ 
is seen as Courage 
by the highest of pulpits 

leave Life lived 
without regrets 

seek Wisdom 
fill up your pockets 
with seeds 
to give 
without a budget 

then Humility 
will be the ultimate 
Peace will surround your soul 
as you exit the casket

(September 7, 2023)―I wrote this piece yesterday after a mellow lesson on self and Wisdom. Directly after I wrote this, I was led to Isaiah 49:8-13 through Isaiah 50:4-9. I don’t, at all, believe in coincidences anymore. As time goes by, I see how everything is connected and how we are all used for each other’s tests. You can deny this…that is all right. You are just not ready to willingly accept the truth.

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