Advice to youth/young adults? Don’t worry that you’re going to miss
God’s will for your life. If you want to find it, you will. Be where you are,
and do what is in front of you to do. He will do the rest in His time.
I gave my heart to the cormorant Lord
Who gave me His body for bread.
So how can I be anything less than
Also for the devouring.
So I hold my hungry children close
As they tear the weave of me
And pierce the cage that holds my heart
To eat whatever is found there.
As I bless their bloody heads
And ask of my cormorant Lord
That when they eat of me
They will also eat of Him.
In medieval times, people believed these birds fed
their young by allowing their babies to eat their
flesh and drink their blood. Cormorants became
a symbol for Jesus in a lot of Christian art. This
poem uses that image to express my desire that
when I feel devoured by the difficult people and
circumstances (in this case, my struggles being a
stay-at-home dad to two small children) that God
has brought into my life, I will be able to see it as
a sacrifice I can make for God. Many times in our
lives God calls us to lay down our lives and desires
and to die to ourselves, to be devoured. This poem
is a prayer that our hardship and suffering will
not be for nothing, but that God will use it to
reveal Himself to others.
Words by Mike Bonikowsky