Wednesday, July 1, 2015

Changing

Sitting on my porch in the sunlight safety
Drinking my familiar morning coffee
Change is happening
I'm jumping off the edge of all that is known
Into the next step of my life
A step I've planned to take for a long time
That now feels like it's coming too fast

Will my new porch be as inviting?
Will I find friends as willing to accept me
As those ones I'm leaving behind?
Will the moon shine just as bright
And bring me joy in the seeing?
Will I find a rhythm that feels
Fresh and yet familiar?

Change is such a mixed bag
Of sad and strange
And eager and exciting
Of leaving and longing
And tears and joy.
I bravely open wide my arms
To all that lies ahead

The trust I have in my Father
Is the rope I hang on to
His hand, His wings' embrace
Remind me of His love and faithfulness
This movement forward
This leap into the future
Is written in my book

I walk on in the words of a beloved saint:
All shall be well, and all shall be well
And all manner of thing shall be well.

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