A number of things have happened to me today
A number of things that caused me to lose my way
Until I was surrounded by blankets on a rocky shore
Convinced that God, like me, just loves a metaphor 🙂
I burnt my fingers holding up a mirror
And possibly it made some see things clearer
But some, not keen on seeing imperfection
Blamed the mirror holder, rather than the reflection.
I was distressed, regretting impulsive action
Thinking the mirror cracked to cause refraction
Until prayers showed me what I’d framed
And then I understood why I was blamed.
Friends warmed and cuddled me with their support
And allowed me space for clarity of thought.
And God was there, (obscure but clearly there)
Listening with patience to my prayer.
The gilded mirror emerged inside a dream
I was confused, not knowing what I’d seen
A crystal mirror on a rocky shore
A mirror that must be a metaphor.
When trying to describe how God is love
I’ve thought of snugly blankets from above.
So imagine my surprise at what I saw
When I opened to the knocking at my door!
Sharon and Bella standing there with fancy
Blankets made with love by lovely Nancy.
Nancy, I woman I’ve never met
But who taught me something I’ll never forget.
She makes blankets that she gives away for free
To warm a cooling heart or arthritic knee.
She doesn’t even know me, and much less
She will never know who’s getting her kindness.
God is moving in his mysterious ways today
God is certainly hearing me when I sink to pray
And answering me forever in metaphor
As he brings a pile of blankets to my door!
For Nancy, Sharon, Bella, Libby, Vee, Jackie and Sandie,
with my love and thanks