Sometimes I cry out and all I hear---is silence. Sometimes I cry out and I have unbelievable support---that I am unable to acknowledge and sometimes I cry out and find the hand of the Father where it has been all along – steadying my walk caressing my face and calming my spirit.
That “hand” can come in many forms. It can be a song, a poem, a phone call even a thought. It can be a friend stopping by on her way for a walk or an earthy father calling simply to say that he loves you. In order to experience the “hand of the Father” you must reach for it and embrace it. Action is required on your part.
I don’t know who Willerd A. Petterson is. I have actually never heard of him, but a fellow widower posted this beautiful poem on a website tonight and it became the “hand of the Father” in my life.
Slow Me Down, Lord
Ease the pounding of my heart
by the quieting of my mind.
Steady my hurried pace with a vision
of the eternal reach of time.
Give me, amid the confusion of the day,
the calmness of the everlasting hills.
Break the tensions of my nerves
and muscles with the soothing;
music of the singing streams
that live in my memory.
Help me to know the magical,
restoring power of sleep.
Teach me the art of taking
minute vacations---
of slowing down to look at a flower,
to chat with a friend,
to pat a dog,
to read a few lines from a good book.
Slow me down, Lord,
and inspire me to send my roots deep
into the soil of life's enduring values
that I may grow toward the stars
of my greater destiny.
At a moment in time when there is little I know for sure, the one thing I DO know is that the hand of the Father waits to be clasped within mine.
This I know for sure.
3 comments:
I do know what the capital "F" on father indicates to we who are Christian. Yes I do...but I too want to be a father "f" who can be there; though finite and fat and forgetful and often slow to understand. That is why I too love YOU. Because...yes because I learned to love from The Father and your mother. I often forget which of the two is the greater in my life.
You are my most FAITHFUL friend. I watch in awe at how you do keep it all together, even if in the inside you are NOT together.
I pray you find what you deserve, Don will always be by your side and he wants you to have a wonderful life!
Love you!
Suzanne
It is most comforting to hear from the friend stopping by and the earthly father who mean so much to me. See, it is what I have said all along---the hand of the Father does guide our lives. In the midst of grief, I am blessed.
Marsha
Post a Comment