Friendship

Thoughts after Byron and Lisa's visit...some cliches...

A precious thing

Deep friendship

far below bottomless oceans

above highest heavens

beyond the farthest reaches of the earth.

Heart relationship,

beyond any barriers,

uncluttered loving,

rooted and established full-grown trust.

(almost)

'no conditions' love

warts and all

completely accepting

a tiny glimpse of heaven here on earth. 

Keeping safe

I have given my heart to my friend.

She has nurtured and kept it safe

for nearly thirty years.

She is trustworthy. She reflects Jesus.

I have opened my heart to my friend.

She has poured love into it and helped fill it up

for nearly thirty years.

She is loving. She shows me Jesus.

I have trusted my heart to my friend.

She has protected and nourished it

for nearly thirty years.

She graciously helps me follow Jesus.

A pieced-together patchwork life

A life: a rich tapestry.
more than
a fabric or cloth.
a woven
intermingling
of warp and weft.

A life: pieces
of perfection: beauty
tightly woven.
constantly even
in purpose and effect.
threads intertwine
in harmony.

A life: patches
of sorrow, ugliness
tacked over holes
of loss, and bereavement,
and sadnessess too many to count.
threads strain
to hold it all together.

A life: threads
loosening in uncertainty.
the cloth disintegrating.
job loss, sickness,
change too
difficult to bear.
holes appear.

A life: hues
with far-off distance
merged into
an impression
of beauty
or pity
or admiration.

A life: black
threads of sorrow; the
gold of joy;
happiness rainbows
and earthen moss-green
everyday life.

My life: more than
a tapestry.
stitched onto
the firm canvas
whose name
is Jesus.

On the 25th birthday of my children

No one ever told me
how hard it would be
to have children.

No not the discomfort of pregnancy
nor the pain of childbirth.

The sleepless nights
or chasing after toddlers
seems a dream.

Worries over friends, or school,
or teenage angsts
are but a brief gasp in memory.

No, now is the hard part.
A quarter century of life.
Too far away

no longer part of
my everyday laughter life
but grown and gone.

No one ever told me
how hard it would be
to have children.