I wrote the above paragraph yesterday, as I began the post to explain why there wouldn't be a new Mark post this week. (btw - no new Mark post this week). I didn't finish it (not the Mark post - I didn't finish THAT, either -, but the post explaining that there was no Mark post). I walked away to deal with a situation, and never came back. Let's just say that Yesterday was a disaster on many levels. Or at least, I thought it was.
But...
Today -
today it's snowing. Really snowing, like all day kind of snowing. In Atlanta. Not unheard of, but not a common occurrence, either.
And so...
I wrote this poem:
Little pieces of Siberia
float around me
shiny slivers
shimmering
Falling
Around me
over me
You rain it down
these tiny pieces
of what I thought I knew
what I can never yet know fully
and my senses are filled up
with what I was missing so desperately
filled up
with a world
I thought was so far off
I couldn't see, smell, hear, feel, touch
but
here it is
pieces of it
shimmering
fluttering
shining
flickering
all around
all the pieces
of my life
are in You
and I
am Yours.
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He is so sweet to us!!! To give a love gift like snow when we least expect it. So grateful He knows us and what we need right on time.
ReplyDeleteIt was a sweet gift - He didn't have to, it wasn't huge, and yet - it was huge, for us.
DeleteWhat an awesome thing to think that God saw and knows your heart and your desires.
ReplyDeleteYes, it was like He was saying, "I know" and "I hold Siberia - and all your worlds - in my hands"
DeleteWhat a precious gift!! Love the little reminders that show us His great love for us
ReplyDeleteDid you notice, Jenilee, that you and I both wrote about "pieces"? I connected your pieces and mine over in my comment on your site...but just wanted to say here that He knows about all those pieces - and He cares about them and holds them and for me, yes, He was reminding me "all is well, you feel scattered, but all the pieces of Your life and heart are in me". And THAT was an expression of His love for me that day...and part of healing...
DeleteGod knows us so intimately and gifts us with just what we uniquely need at a time we need reminders of how known we are-like snow in Atlanta;-) Love your depiction of His hesed.
ReplyDeleteYes, He DOES, Leslie! And I know that, and yet it still startles me when He does it!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem. I could literally feel your longing for that other place.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joe.
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