Thursday, April 24, 2008

Poetry of sorts....

Some of you may know, not all may remember--that I like to write. I think if speaking were writing--the regular, normal, everyday, every second type of communication--I would feel much more free to be than I do. It's just a more expressive way for me. The walls can come down a bit for others to peek in. I usually enjoy writing stories...but sometimes a poem or two will become my muse. Poetry to me is like abstract art. As the "artist" of the poem, what one writes is very personal and has a specific message, but as others see the "art," it can become different things for different people.

I wrote a poem many years ago that for some reason, has been coming back to mind a lot lately. I hope to seek God's heart earnestly enough to find out why, but I thought I'd leave it on "display" for your own interpretation:

I vow to Thee
patient I will be,
not contesting Thy time for me.
waiting still,
my hand you fill,
with Thine unto eternity.

Shalom.

1 comment:

Jennie said...

Tif,

Amen to your words on writing. I feel the same. Lately I've been thinking how I can positively use written communication to build my relationship with my daughter.

Amen to your words on poetry as well. I am always pulling out the poetry book to read to the kids...thankfully they humor me...they might even be growing to like it.

I like your poem - thank you for sharing from the heart.