Everthing gathers at The Feet of Jesus

Everything gathers at Your Feet,
the sunset, the moon, my tired eyes,
my hands
the earth under my feet,
i have dug with my hands
and it gathers at Your Feet,
we gather as a nation,
as a tired and wearied people,
we gather,
as individuals,
as sinners who need to repent,
everything gathers at Your Feet,
the dust,
the bottles of tears,
and oceans and buckets,
all kept for You,
wash over Your Feet,
it lives and has purpose
at Your Feet
where everything gathers,
gravity and hope,
and love and peace,
history,
and medical marvels,
births and deaths,
all gather at Your Feet,
despair,
night,
all torn with it’s pain,
loud and shivering
quiet and unassuming
we throw down our hearts
our bodies
our intimate thoughts
and provocative
selfish lives
all gather at Your Feet
scars, blood, and any carvings
into ourselves
that might have etched a reason
all gather at Your Feet,
my sickness of self,
any trickery,
prayer
laughter,
tongues of Praise,
lifting up songs
silence,
and acres of emptiness
reflection
regret and memories
absence and loss
all gather at Your Feet
mourning
we mourn at Your Feet
celebrate
we celebrate at Your Feet
worship,
given of sacrifice
fasting,
sleepless nights
aching questions gather at Your Feet
stars,
growing wombs
childless couples
thieves and liars
murderers,
the slain
by the sword
by words
slanderers
with wounding script
all gather at Your Feet
piercing confession
hardship and suffering
martyrs
lift up their chains
fall down
children rich and poor
gather at Your Feet
holding their hearts
and childhood cancers
and abuses they were born
into,
shelter themselves at Your Feet
gamblers
wife beaters
still with blood on their fists
howl with a grief only you can
comfort and forgive
all gather at Your Feet
miscarriages,
widows,
orphans
impressed into armies
gather at Your Feet
where rivers flow
and survivors dance,
tumors,
and malignancies
the dying,
brokenness and grief
women’s hair,
fingernails
and wanderings
reluctance and turmoil
become prayers that bleed through
me
gather at Your Feet
my need for deep communion
a soul in need of forgiveness
lays impossibly limp
hair splayed and tears
capsules
all the truth i have kept
rantings, unspoken conversations
that never had a voice or a listener
all gather at Your Feet
incisions that others made upon me
anger that scorched me
burrowed and wait to be gathered
at Your Feet
unfulfilled desires that became joy
never having been met
are gratitude
breath, exquisite breath
yawns and hiccups
flaws,
I praise You for
all gather at Your Feet
years, experiences
rejection,
lifeboat moments
hanging onto Your Feet
and kissing them
and focusing on Your Humility
tenderness
reaching for Your Tenderness
all of the souls
I bring
souls who would not otherwise come
all gather at Your Feet
for intercession
Holy Spirit cries out
with unutterable groanings
in unison
all prisoners
the lost,
and the saved,
both old and young
mute, deaf and blind
foolish and wise
torture and agony
all gather at Your Feet,
trumpets, and timbrels
seas and wind
rainstorms and ice
caverns
hidden in the hearts of men
gather at Your Feet
embryos with hearts no bigger
than a dime,
women who howl in the tombstones
seeking forgiveness
for unspeakable horrors
and men who abandoned them
whose pulse was non-existant
shout out loud and press their faces
into their hands ashamed
all gather at Your Feet
a society of both black and white
every culture
on every shore
lay in rows prostrate
stretched for miles and miles
mankind
and every animal
locust, bird and insect
recognize You
where time
space
and the universe
everything gathers at Your Feet

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(not my image)