In spite of hard morning rains and foggy afternoons, my heart’s boat behaved as if it was on calm waters.
For several weeks, my soul and spirit have been at peace, even though my future is obscured among the clouds of uncertainty. This tranquility has made life manageable and bearable in spite of the challenges of an unknown course ahead of me.
I can’t make a well thought out plan. A compass is a must, especially when traveling in a mist, which doesn’t allow me to see beyond my own nose.
For me that compass is the Holy Spirit. Otherwise, I’m clueless of how to behave when I face misguiding shadows which come in and out of view. It is then when I must be watchful for fear and doubt will try to climb aboard my boat.
I will pray for a soft nudge of assurance. It will float me away from worry and concern. Calmly, I must ride and wait, not making any waves. Even though, I don’t know what to expect.
Today, the fog has lifted and the heavenly stars shine.
I wear a smile for I like where I find myself. For my Jesus is slowly revealing a plan.
With a joyful heart, I thanked God for not allowing me to lose my way in those hazy days.
The tear which never
still lingers in my soul
One by one
Each lets go
Sway or twirl
They fall alone
Land they will
Solo or Clusters
True colors form
Someone said, “The true color of a leaf is revealed in fall.”
It’s also true of our children once they leave home.
Onto your skin
By the Light-post
Your color shimmered
Bewitched I soaked
While I fell in love
(note: I try to describe the image on my photo for a blind follower who writes fabulous poetry.)