Her Name is Hye Jin

Her name is Hye Jin
The compulsion that draws my eye
And thought. Sermons notwithstanding
Prayers offered heavenward
The shaking of hands in greeting
The constant prayers that I sin not
In thought
Her name is Hye Jin

What am I to think of singleness?
Forty-six years of singleness
How do I continue to await the Lord’s good pleasure
While Hye Jin sits a mere three pews forward?
What is concentration if not the constant struggle
Of focus, and how do I concentrate
On messages
On prayers
When every other thought aloud in a room of outward prayer
Is, within her own hearing, desperate appeals to God
To guard my heart from sin?

Her name is Hye Jin
The impossible eventuality
Whose hand in mine, in innocent prayer
Perhaps overheard every appeal I made to our Lord
That I sin not
In thought ~ And as He inhabits our praises…
Her name is Hye Jin


ELAshley
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With the scent of her skin all too fresh in my mind.
Help me Father to ward my thoughts!
No revision necessary!
Personal Note: In full confession...

She is perhaps 20 years my junior, and if I ever needed the prayers of my brethren in Christ it is now.

Matthew 5:28

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This constitutes ELAshley's official New Year's poem. Not the typical fare for a New Year's poem, but... this is where I am...

Sincere and honest prayers are greatly appreciated.