awake to whispers
long absent friend returning
slow gentle spring rain
awake to whispers
long absent friend returning
slow gentle spring rain
startled from stillness
walking in autumn woods
leaf hitting the ground
“I am the resurrection and the life; whoever believes in me, even if he dies, will live, and anyone who lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?” – Jn 11:25-26
ever since i found you again
my life is no longer my own
the job that i work at all day
is not of my choosing but a gift
the work of your hand
the car that i drive to work
is not of my choosing but a gift
more work of your hand
the clothes that i wear to work
is not of my choosing but more gifts
the work of your helping hands
amen, amen i say to you
i believe you are the resurrection
it matters not whether i live or die
this life i live is not my own
the only thing that matters is
that i choose to accept your love
i lay my old self to sleep each night
and each morning a new self awakes
with more of your love and your essence
i rise to live joyfully
this life of yours and mine