Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. ~William Wordsworth
Friday, December 30, 2016
Winter Hope-- a poem
Snowflakes dance
The Holy Spirit speaks,
"The new is coming,
I work as you seek
This year has been marked by pain and tears--
Loss, brokenness--at times nothing quieted fears.
Oh beloved, I make all things new
My grace covers all, cleansing you.
I know at times my voice seems faint.
Precious one, I delight as you wait.
I work all things for you good.
One day it will all be understood.
As you trust and move forward,
Know I lead each step you take.
Just as I have sent my son,
I will guide the decisions you make.
I love you just for breathing,
Nothing done diminishes my love.
Winter reminds you of death's sting.
Yet, dear heart, next comes spring.
Trust me to work where life seems bare.
Christmas reminds I brought my son with infinite care.
I have worked. I'm moving still.
Trust Boldly, walk humbly--that is my will.
Now rest, dear one.
The snow settles, winter's begun.
My loving will is moving swiftly.
My heart is for you--come, follow me.
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