The Words
The words
The story
the vulnerable sharing of her life
an open picture into the wounds
and hidden places of her heart
the unclear and scary process
of handing it over
to be read
organized
edited
and structured
into a book
her book
His book
pages and pages of
pain and peace
hurt and hope
grief and grace
dancing and healing
she had held it
so tightly
with trembling
and sometimes fear
listening to His voice whisper
“Let go and let me have it “
this beautiful love story
of a good kind Father
and a common island girl
so she does
on a quiet too-still
sunless-grey-January morning
with doubts still swirling
around in her head
she hands it over to Him
one finger at a time
loosening the grip she has on it
she lets go
and lets God
take it
use it
it’s not hers anyway
her life has always been His
held in His care
covered with a multitude of mercies
amazing kindness
and boundless grace
she gives Him her story
to Him be the glory
forever and ever
Amen.
