Sacred Places

It's the obscure spot
on a winding
country road
where the body
broke
but the soul was
freed.

It's the bathroom floor
wet with tears
cried from a
broken spirit
who bows
her head
to a sovereign God.

It's a quiet porch
overlooking the beauty
of a yard with
tall trees worshiping.
It's the whispered caress
of God
in the breeze.

It's the heart of
a God-wrestler
pushing Him away
while still holding on tightly.
It's the exhausted embrace
of a God-pursuer
who has finally come back home.