What about the Fallen People?

Another one fell today.  I heard of her…a stranger with two names.
              Felt unloved.
                             Didn’t trust.
                                               Slowly ducked out of, place of worship.

I hear of him. A young one. Betrayed by those betrothed to.
              From servant to drug seeker.
                             A fallen one.
                                               Fell due to, a broken preacher.

I read of her.  The questioning one.
              A time of respite from the despondent few.
                             Pain.  Deeply wounded…
                                                Because of imperfect people.

Towers around.
             Collapsing.
                             Crumbling down.

Yet, Strong Tower unceasingly calls.

The world crying out in moans.

What truth remains when people fall?  

Faith leaving.
                 Hearts growing cold.
                                    Like it said would happen.    Matthew 24.

Broken.
                Displaced ones.
                                   Out there. Alone.            ……Without a church home ones.

I see them.
                  All around ones…                  
                                  I sympathize, because….         I was one.

On knees.
               We Gather.
                                    Intercede.                             With saints from churches city wide.

Praying for the only hope there is to find…

The Faithful One…who leads no one astray.

Ezekial.  I know it well. 34.  Shepard’s gone astray.  The fold alone.  Betrayed.

But story doesn’t end there.  There comes a day. He says…

I myself will search for My sheep.  
               I will seek them out. 
                                  Deliver them from wandering places…
Bring them safely to good pastures.  
              And when they enter there.  
                                 I just won’t leave.  
                                                   ….Like the others            Mistreating.

But as a good Shepard…to sheep in waiting…I will tend them.  

I will feed them.

I will seek what was lost.  
               Bring back what was driven away.  
                                 Heal sick hearts and bind up what been broken and wounded….

And They will no longer be prey, says…

The Good Shepard.

The only One Shepard.
                Rising when all else falls, Shepard.
                                   His covenant of peace with us, Shepard.
                                                  Prevailing and transcending all, Shepard.

And I hear him…through pain and tears…
                And trials of all kinds.  Frustrations.  Fears.
                                   Through betrayal of pastors.  And people. And organizations…

The Good Shepard.  The Good Shepard calls.

And He says…If we listen…

You are safe….safe here.  Delivered from what’s been lost.

You are my sheep…..And I am your God.

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15 Comments

  1. This was so beautiful. Especially since I have two of those fallen myself. This morning I awoke at 2am and never could go back to sleep for worry and then praying. As I prayed, God brought your little one to mind that was taken from you. So I prayed for her, and for you. There must have been a reason God laid her on my heart.

  2. Meagan – Thank you

    Shanda – Your post brought tears to my eyes. A few days ago, I just wrote how God woke me up in the middle of the night & how it was a call to pray. (I will publish it in the next week or so) Pretty neat confirmation. Your prayers for this precious one & for us are so appreciated. Thank you. God’s hand has always been especially with this specific child. I will keep in my mind, heart, & prayers your two fallen ones as well. Blessings & Gratitude ~ Jen

  3. Shanda, your poem brought me to tears…how we throw away the sheep who stray…but He will leave the 99 to go back and get the one. Oh, to be able to love like He does, care for the fallen and love them back to the Kingdom!
    Blessings,
    Erin

  4. Erin – Yes, may we love them back to Jesus. Care for them. Be his hands and feet. To a broken world in desperate need….of a Savior. ~ Jen

  5. Hi Jen – this is so true and so sad. I get so frustrated because people fall away because of, well, people – and they should be looking at God, not us. But then we are supposed to be His representatives. Am I being a good one? Not good enough – I would hate to think anyone turned away from God because of me. Heart-searching post, Jen
    God bless
    Tracy

  6. thanks for the word picture. So thankful for our Good Shepherd who knows we are like sheep and loves and looks. happy day to you!

  7. Tracy – I know…how fallible we are. I totally get you. Only Christ should be looked to as perfect…yet, at the same time…we are supposed to mirror Him. Oh, how many times I have been a bad representative of His grace….especially to those closest to me.

    Eileen – Yes…and I think about how many times, like a child, I have tried to squirm from His loving arms. Thankful w/ you that no matter what we do…He always welcomes us home.

    Wonder – Thanks for reading. True – What a good Shepherd we have.

    Laura – Yes, just the awesomeness of that thought. That He knows us each intimately, deeply…by name…every hair on our head. And loved us even before we were born. Amazing. Just amazing!!

    Thanks for all the feedback you guys. Love reading your comments.

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