I Will Call Her Mara
by Katy Comber
I will call her Mara.
Mara clamors! and gambols! and spins!
in my mind
when desperation grows
for solitude
for grace
for restoration
my imaginary friend is L O U D
I will call her Mara.
Mara cautions my bravery
Mara calls me Burden
Mara nestles into my reluctance
and Mara wraps herself
in a quilt of my regrets
I will call her Mara
As I cling to the hope
of Naomi
Ruth 1:19-21
So they both went until they came to Bethlehem. And when they had come to Bethlehem, all the city was stirred because of them, and the women said, "Is this Naomi?" 20She said to them, "Do not call me Naomi [delighted, lovely]; call me Mara [bitter], for the Almighty has dealt very bitterly with me. 21"I went out full, but the LORD has brought me back empty.”…
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