from home |
suitcases rest on the spare bed
almost packed
refrigerator is empty
our minds are buzzing
as last minute farewells
blessings and prayers
pour in via text
Facebook and WhatsApp
life is about to spin
as we leave our home
to visit the home we left
to live in the house
that is still ours
to home |
how familiar
will those walls feel
now?
how unfamiliar
will we seem
to those waiting
to greet us?
help me remember
where to hold
one hand only
provides my stability
the road is His
as am I
For I hold you by your right hand—
I, the Lord your God.
And I say to you,
‘Don’t be afraid. I am here to help you.
1 comment:
One hand only....holds mine. Praying for a safe and God-held transition.
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