One phrase haunts me, chases me down daily.
There is nowhere for me to go but stare at it steely eyed daily.
Wrestle with it, sit with it, stare at it, and ponder what it means for me,
My recent past dredged this up, dredges it up from the silt daily.
Once I penned some words here, scratched out some heart thoughts.
They have taken on a life of their very own, a heart, legs and off they ran.
All around this interwebby world.
Words can run fast as the wind.
Lace them up with care and grace.
One phrase echoes daily on these pages, behind the scenes in the land of stats.
I can’t come here without seeing them there.
I wrote a piece one time or two, boldly with the words
encouragement, tucked in or standing out front.
That is it – the beginning and the end of this prayer, poem, cry.
When I ask Him what to do with my words
They become my true north but I stray
Clothe in grace, wrap in love, encourage.
The number is big, so I won’t say it, it changes almost daily.
Someone finds me here,
My words and me
A letter of encouragement, encouragement for a friend
Words have wings and I pray
They find good here.
Prayerfully, thoughtfully, deeply I cry out
Take the clay of my words, Maker of My Soul.
Grab my pen and guide it while it glides along the page.
She is writing
It’s a work of Wordsworth and poetry and nature and High School English
And I can stand in my mother stance over my daughter dear
And say these words to her
We are two and it is intimate and close
Write it like you want to, just say what you mean
You can do it spills from my heart to hers.
She makes art wobbly shaky on a page.
And I know.
If you came here on a trail of encouragement, following bread crumbs
Find it, friend and grab it
He is standing over you, before you and around you.
God is loving, reigning, holding you in the heavenlies this day.
She is writing,
And it is a work in progress
Clothe her in grace and love.
I am the launcher of words, clothe me in guided grace.
We, lover of You and lover of words, steady each mark of our pen and infuse it and us with You.
Encouragement, may it always live here.
Tucked within the lines of poetry
Joining my precious and encouraging friend Jennifer Dukes Lee today.