On my wall I tape the cards
Sent thoughtfully at Christmas time,
Or letters / emails printed out,
With lines of news, with lines of grief.
The people whom my path has crossed,
The people thought of, long ago,
Who made a difference in my life
Who eased my lonely heart somehow.
The people who have sculpted me;
They didn’t know it at the time.
They made a difference, then went on.
They changed my patterns, changing me.
Perhaps I do not see them now —
They’ve gone away, or I from them.
And, still, they are a part of me.
And I, perhaps, a part of them.
Do you ever feel like the Drummer Boy?
Nothing to bring to the quiet King.
Nothing to give, except your sin.
Do you ever look inside yourself,
But empty finding, look above.
It’s only there, that there is Love.
And then open your heart to let Him in.
Embrace lengthy darkness;
Embrace the unknown.
‘Til darkness is faced,
You’ll never come home.
Accept all the sadness,
Worry and fear,
As if but a step
‘Till all becomes clear.
You’ll persevere through it;
You’ll take each road’s twists.
Plod on, ever trusting,
‘Til fog fin’ly lifts.
The clouds they are lifting;
Embrace the uncertainty;
Make friends with your fear.
Discomfort won’t kill you;
Disorder won’t crush.
Life sometimes is messy –
March on; so we must.