Treasures

As we've gone through Cheryl's things over the last 6 weeks, we've found some treasures...that comfort us, encourage us, and give us little pictures of the goodness of her heart.  Here is one of those treasures:

Beauty of Your Love, O Lord

How strangely unfolds the 

beauty of your love, O Lord.

From the bud of pain, fear,

and loneliness

You open to me, a flower

tipped with drops of dew

resting gently on its petals.

As the sun touches quietly

The shadows of morning

The spider web is

transformed from thin

invisibility into tangible

life-lines of purpose

even as you show me

new paths in my life.

I see you in the

mountain tops of life,

I call out to you in the

depths of the sea.

And yet-you come to me 

in the quietness of a friend who is there.

-You meet me where

I least expect you.

-You call to me softly,

and I answer.

~Cheryl M. Read

1983