like the wind
never stopping long enough to be recorded on a page.
to never be completed
only added to.
I did that wrong.
I missed that chance.
I should have done that
and on they go,
beating me down,
reducing me to the dust that gets swept away in the wind.
The chaos stirs
my words-
too loud,
too fast,
my heart it hurts when I cause the pain
but sometimes still the words will ring
then rolling in like a tumble weed are the things I care about,
the ones I need
The memories of loved ones no longer here
or loved ones
who won't draw near.
The longings,
dreaming
sometimes done.
Is hope enough to think the wind will slow enough
for my heart to be heard?
Then gently, slowly they start to fall.
single tiny stars,
others clustered like white, downy feathers
clinging together
falling like grace.
Landing on me and making me new
Covering the world like a soft warm blanket
stilling the wind that rushes me around
In the stillness,
silenced by the white
I am not alone.
You will never leave me
you know me by name
And the snowflakes land softly,
united like a heart,
I am your beloved.
I was sitting in our new hot tub this morning. Thoughts were swirling. It had just been 2 days since the two year anniversary of my dad's passing from this life, my friend's mom passed away the same day, our friend's son had gone to glory, we had gone to a funeral to say goodbye to a family member of Linc's and at the same time a 9 year old girl's short life was being celebrated, leaving her family to figure out life without her sparkle and life in their home. My thoughts jumped over to our friends whose daughter has been sick since the start of summer and how it has affected her and each of them. And, swirled in were thoughts that reminded me that some of my words yesterday were more harsh then loving when I gave in to frustration and weariness. And as the wind picked up, I ducked down lower into the relaxing warm water in the hot tub so I wouldn't feel the cold on my neck. Suddenly, small sparkly snow flakes began to fall. They were tossed around by the wind until suddenly the whole air was full of flakes that had joined together into clusters that looked like downy feathers. They fell slowly and silently. They landed on my skin, melting. They were amazing, perfectly formed and beautiful. They rained down like grace, reminding me that even when I don't have it all together I have the One who will equip me. One fell on the side of the tub, resting momentarily in the shape of a perfect, 3D heart before melting. I was overcome with the reminder that I am loved. The words "I am not alone" played over and over in my head. And I was reminded about the verse where it talks about being covered by feathers:
"He will shield you with his wings.
He will shelter you with his feathers."
Psalm 91:4a
And so I sat there, tears mixing with the snowflakes. Peaceful. Loved. Forgiven. And encouraged to face the day under the shadow of his wings.