—written by Kathleen
Focused on the problem
overwhelmed, praying, trying,
backed against the wall…
Then…lifting up my head, I focused
on the face of Jesus
suspended in agony
Clearly I could see
His sacrifice upon the tree,
the carpenter’s hands nailed securely
blood and sweat dripping
from His outstretched arms.
Then miraculously, His right hand broke free
spiritually extended toward me.
Our gazes met, held briefly
sorrow meeting sorrow
compassion, empathy
encompassing eternity…
Wordlessly
I knew help was on the way
knew He understood my problems, pain
knew the grains of hope were taking h old.
Deep within my spirit, knowledge dawned
this horrible time
will someday be a memory…
Patience, Trust, Faith
I’ve been told
have their rewards.
For more reading click on any (or all) of the following: BORING FOOD Lent Devotion #37 & LAUREL MOUNTAIN BOROUGH HISTORY 1-A, & WHAT IF YOU HAVE A BUG IN YOUR EAR…? & THINKING OF NOTHING and WHY NECKTIES? written by Joe. Check out the stories on the Smart car (THE SMART CAR: IS IT SAFE ON AMERICAN ROADS? and THE SMART CAR ) and SHENAN BIRTHS HER KITTEN SON & (ADELGES TSUGAE INFESTS EASTERN HEMLOCK TREES).
