A little something different for the journey today…
Women with books clenched to hearts
Eager to meet her
To ask her familiar scribbles on the inside cover
For words that leaped from pages
Changed me – showed me – life can be good, again
I can give thanks, too
God gives good gifts
“Gratitude always precedes the miracle.”
Sits in front of me, gathers pens
Reaches across table, smiling
Saying my name
“So good to meet you!”
Beautiful, warm smile – living words from the book I hold.
Knows my name from here, this strange cyber world
Scribbles a note rejoicing over me
Calls me, “Friend.”
God of galaxies, a universe spread far beyond our grasp
Looks at us and smiles
Reaches across years for an embrace that says
Why the poem?
I wrote this poem after one of the highlights of my weekend at She Speaks in North Carolina. As I walked to my room after this moment, tears streamed down, and I thought of why it meant so much to me. To be recognized, rejoiced over… when much of what I do feels invisible.
You’re seen, too, dear friend. What you’re doing in this world – in your home, your work, and your ministry – makes a difference to others. Keep stepping into your strengths and reaching out in to the areas you feel called to impact!