If you have gone a little way ahead of me, call back--
Call back, and tell me that He went with you into the storm;
Oh, friend, call back, and tell me for I cannot see your face;
But if you'll say He heard you when your prayer was but a cry,
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I'm a wife, mom and blogger;
Coffee drinker, baker, and jogger.
I don't swim in the sea.
Or make potpourri
I like pizza with a good lager.
I'm a c-sections survivor.
The mother, the gardner, the driver;
A maid, and a groomer,
(Have I said coffee consumer?)
I'm not the best, but I try-ver.
I'm the homeschool professor.
And, my desk is a mess-er.
A guitar player who cooks.
A reader of books,
I'm early to rise I confess-er.
From laundry is my constant flee.
My van is chock full of debris.
I mow the lawn,
Walk our dogs in the dawn-
Only after two-cups of coffee.
Like you, I do many things.
But its Christ who gives me the wings,
To press on when life's hard,
Knowing He will stand guard.
His love is what makes my heart sing.
Among titles, no more am I "slave":
For Christ overcame that dark grave,
In Him I am free,
To be who He's called me to be.
And that's the short story of me.
~La Vida Coffee Gal
(Galatians 5:1)
8 comments:
That's so encouraging to me this morning! And a reminder to look for the one that's struggling.
Thanks for sharing.
What a wonderful poem! So touching.
This poem is so true. We all need other Christians and someone else needs us! Would you mind if I shared the poem with some friends?
Thanks for sharing that poem. It is precisely what I was looking for to begin Bible study next Tuesday. Blessings on your day, Kellie!
You have been doing that, calling back. I mean I know we just "met" but I already have felt very encouraged by your words from a little ahead of where I'm at.
That's a great poem. I hadn't heard of Mrs. Cowman before but have come accross two of her poems in just the last week.
This has nothing to do with the poem, but I forgot to tell you in your post that Sally Clarkson lives in my town! (Have I told you that before?) This summer, I read her book with a group from my old church and she came and spoke to our group once. It was nice to meet her. She lives down the street from one of my friends! I always think I'll run into her at the grocery store or the library, but I never have. Enjoy your conference.
That is wonderful...so true. I want to be able to give that kind of encouragement...and to receive it when I'm walking through my own valley.
Loved reading this poem--thanks for sharing. Reminds me that I need to get out my "Streams in the Desert" again--what a great devotional.
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