This is a Romanian poem, translated to English by the author, a preacher who was imprisoned during the communist rule in Romania. He describes the time of authorship as a time when he felt Satan's presence in his cell. After being kidnapped, kept away from his wife and son who had no idea where he was, tortured to recant his faith, with no end in sight, he wrestled with doubt and accusations against Christ. He felt abandoned by God and taunted by Satan. He wrote this poem (it doesn't look like a poem in
I'm a Christian, a wife, a mother, a homemaker, a photographer, a thinker, a ditz and a lover of lists. I keep accidentally heading in the "crunchy" direction, but I won't do the dreads, I still shave and despite the many endorsements, I have no interest in smoking pot. :) As my husband says, our poor children will end up in therapy because of their parents who were hippies who couldn't commit. So I'm just embracing the crazy.
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