The God Who Hears

Lady Wisdom crouches in the street,

Looking around herself in horror

At the carcasses of truth strewn about her

Like the countless abortions of the innocent which bear our guilt

So truth lies in the street

Rejected, dismembered, despised

Weeping, she gathers them to herself

Holding them in her arms

She looks up to the sky

And bellows a guttural cry,

"WHY?!?"

The primal, soul-shrieking cry of a mother,

Who has stumbled upon her dead child

"WHY?"

It echoes through the street 

And rises through the clouds

Reaching the throne of heaven

The rotting carcasses of truth in her hands,

She reaches toward the sky displaying them

Listlessly dangling in all their horrific glory

As if giving an offering to a god who does not hear

"LOOK!" she demands

"Look and see what has become of truth!"

As if we could demand anything from God

As if God cannot hear our cries

As if God cannot see our tormented hearts

A fleeting moment of hopelessness tries to force its way in

But her tears of grief push back like insistent waves  

From an ocean of sorrow, but not of despair

No, but the smoldering sorrow of yet-realized hope

Surrounded by death

And the darkness of men's hearts

Hope holds out

Grief, horror and angst woven together 

In one last strand of hope

Hope in the One Who sees

In one, hushed moment

All of creation looks up with tear-stained cheeks

The longing of a thousand years and a thousand hearts

Mended in a moment

As the light breaks forth from above

The force of restoration driving downward through the clouds

As the blinding rays of light 

Hit each limp carcass of truth

It rises up

Truth begins to rise

Life is Given 

Light shines forth

Yes, truth arises

Lady Wisdom stands

Vindicated by the God Who hears

"So justice is driven back,

and righteousness stands at a distance;

truth has stumbled in the streets, honesty cannot enter.

Truth is nowhere to be found, 

and whoever shuns evil becomes a prey.

The Lord looked and was displeased

that there was no justice.

He saw that there was no one,

He was appalled that there was no one to intervene;

so His own arm achieved salvation for Him,

and His own righteousness sustained Him...

Arise, shine, for your light has come,

and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.

See, darkness covers the earth

and thick darkness is over the peoples,

but the Lord rises upon you

and His glory appears over you."

(Isaiah 59:14-16; 60:1,2)