a christmas carol
sometimes we need that comfortable silence.
in the midst of the people and mirth and the festive goodwill,
that familiar presence,
beckons.
in the back of the mind, mid-conversation, at the core of our being, it exists, waxing, then waning, but
ever-felt.
the familiar one calls to you, longs for you, speaks to you.
and slowly but surely, she unravels (not unsurely) and yields.
and in that dialogue, she realises (years) that the conversation is never-ending.. and its potential: limitless as Heaven's power...
She looks, and slowly, she sees,
that the greatest mystery of all, is unfolding in her life. a great love, a great Grace, like a blanket of snow, fills her inner being and breaks forth joy,
like the sun.
a helpless, scared, trepidating light,
but not without peace.
"And in him you too are being built together to become a dwelling in which God lives by his Spirit." - Ephesians 2:22
4 comments:
best poem you've ever written.
...this familiar one calls to you, is longing for you... feeling left out as she gazes at those recent photographs.
happy Christmas babe.xx
longing for me eh? haha... worry not, i'll surely yield.
i'll call u todaeee.
')
xxx
sorry i stood u up babe :,,( it wasn't my fault btw... bet u had a rockin time w/o me anyway...
am having a small dilema.... i wanna change my hair.......... but don't trust those gweilo hair dressers wit my mane. where shud i go?
i might save it n wait til next time i'm in the big smoke n go to a profesh jap place ;D what d'ya say?
anyway, happy new year!! out with the old i say!!
oxoxoxoxoXXX o^,^o XXXoxoxoxoxo
DA BIG SMOKE DA BIG SMOKE! and take me with! ;)
damnnit babe, i'm still in recovery from ceilidh action.. it's a good thing u weren't there.... u might have lost an arm or sumthin...
AULD LANG SYNE.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxxoxo
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