I Knew A Man

This poem is an ode to the CEE I’ve been able to have since meeting Jesus.

A CEE is a therapeutic phenomenon known as a corrective emotional experience. It speaks to the healing that happens in a client-therapist relationship. The therapist extends unconditional positive regard and creates a safe space for the client in a counseling session. Just by having this therapeutic alliance, the client can experience a restorative relationship and right the harm done by unhealthy relationships from their past.

Since coming to know Jesus and developing a relationship with my now-husband, God has helped me encounter a CEE that has brought more healing to my heart than I know how to explain. I was in deep reflection on my experiences during pregnancy, especially being with child over Father’s Day.

One specific moment that’s referenced to in this poem revolves around the meaning of my name. My name “Abigail” is Hebrew for “a father’s joy” (Baby Center). I learned about the definition in middle school after meeting my father for the first time. I only had him in my life for a brief few months. It felt like a sick joke at the time. My father did the exact opposite of rejoicing over me. A few years later I would come to know Christ and start reading the Bible. That’s when I came to realize the “father” in this definition isn’t an earthly father, it’s God the Father. My God rejoices over me. I am my Father’s joy, eternally. So are you.

Your past does not define your future. No matter who rejects, hurts, or abandons you, God loves you. Even if no one on earth sees your potential, rest in knowing you are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which He prepared in advance for you to do "(Ephesians 2:10).

I hope this poem encourages you.

Trigger warning: Neglect, abuse


I knew a man

Who 

Was the first man I ever knew

He played music so loud it shook the house

He danced with me and my sister

Gave us our favorite cereal

I called him dad too soon

He was gone before I could change my mind



I knew a man

Who

Was the man for the longest I knew

He tried to be my dad

But the wounds had gotten too bad

The title felt more like a fad

For the next man who might stumble in

Maybe he was the best one I ever had



I knew a man

Who

Should have been the first man I ever knew

Who claimed himself as my dad

But really I never knew him

Even when I was with him

I never knew him

Why do I miss him?



I knew a man

Who

Used sweet words filled with compliments

Took advantage of my innocence 

Isolated me from my family and

In many ways got away with it

These moment’s consequences

Had agonizing ripple effects



I knew a man 

Who

Had no hair from my point of view 

Drove a van of trailer trash kids

To experience a childhood, finally get some rest

This man paid my debts so that 

I could have the best week I’ve ever had

And so that I could meet

Wait



Who is this Man?

Men were easy to understand and difficult to trust

But this Man

This Man was difficult to understand yet so easy to trust

His kindness, sacrifice, compassion, and love



I know a Man

Who

Gave His life for me and you

Sacrificed all that He had, not just for me, but you too

What does this all mean? Honesty, I can’t tell you

His ways are unsearchable

His love is immeasurable 

His grace is unfathomable 

But His heart is seekable

His word is knowable

His peace is unsurpassable



Who is this Man?

His name is Jesus

He reached into the depths of my soul

He took a broken daughter and made me whole

He called me by name

“A father’s joy”

Would never mean the same



After I met Jesus, I met another man

Who

Treats me with a human love I never knew

Because he knows Jesus, too

He will be a kind and loving dad

It won’t be a title or a fad

When the time comes

He will be everything I never had



To my kids

To our kids

Our kids will know him as dad

Their whole lives

They will know God as a loving Father

Oh how sweet it is

To know Jesus


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