Today is a new beginning for me. For those who have also had to start new journeys, I’ll offer this poem from Veronica Shoffstall that speaks for me so well. I am confident that God does not half-way restore, but restores completely. We don’t lose in life and are left clutching consolation prizes. Sometimes when our prayers are seemingly unanswered, we just have to look above in faith. Right around this dark corner might reveal a world we are so much better suited for, and I welcome what God has in store. Hello, bright new dawn. Your shine sparkles to me like diamonds.
“Comes The Dawn”
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.
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This poem is perfect, and your fresh start is so well-deserved. I would add: out with the old and in with the new. Bring it!
ahhhh, the best poem ever – had it posted on the wall in good ol’ chitwood. it’s down in my basement, i should give it a more rightful place.
good luck, my friend. thanks for the reminder that there’s got to be something better around the dark corner.
xoxo
Oh. This poem is so perfect. I so admire your courage and grace. You inspire me to dig deep and reach high.
Walking with you into the new. xo
Today I am fixated on that crown of laurel leaves–you know, the motif you chose (I’m guessing you chose it, anyway) for this gorgeous site of yours? It’s yours, you know, to pick up and wear.
I love you, Amanda.
Germination.
Chrysalis.
Metamorphosis.
Phoenix.
Clay.
Lamentations 3:22-25
GREAT poem. Great post. You go, Amanda. I can hardly wait to see where.
What a great blog post, I want to let you know I recommended your blog post and shared the poem on my blog post at knits.wordpress.com
Thanks again.
-Heather
Thank you for reminding me of that poem! Oh, and what all my sisters said.