When I tell people that I am going home to Scotland, many people say, innocently enough, things like "oh that must be really nice, I wish I was coming with you, you are so lucky." I usually just nod and smile. How can they know that Scotland to me, in great part, is the land of my lost childhood. The land where I buried my son, where I almost lost another. Some of the darkest years of my life were swallowed up by alcohol and drugs, lost in oblivion, in the land of my birth. And yet I do love it. I love the people. I love the mountains and the valleys and the river that ran through my valley, the River Clyde. It is emblazoned upon my mind. Here below is a poem I wrote which might give you a better understanding of what it means for me to "go home." I wrote it to the fallen pieces of my heart that I left behind so long ago. I am sure many Americans could relate to this, it would just be the their own small town, the place of their birth. The battleground. I'm now going back to the battleground To see if the pieces of my heart can be found I left them where they fell so many years ago In the midst of a perpetual winter, underneath the falling snow I want to gather them up and tell them where I've been Of the sunshine that I've walked in and the glory I have seen A land so far from this place, that dwells on higher ground Far removed from the frozen land and from the battleground And so to all the pieces that I had to leave behind I have a brand new heart and a fully restored mind Amidst the flame and fire of the battles long ago Ive come to show you something of what it means to grow. The heart that's cut to pieces and memories departed He came to raise you up again and heal the brokenhearted He'll take from all the ashes, and there beauty shall be found Where once was broken pieces amidst the battleground.
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The battleground
Posted by appolus on October 27, 2021
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