expect it…
You would gladly travel great distances in rain,
arriving at dark in foreign places.
You would eagerly await the news, every call
a promise, in invitation.
You would hold your loved ones, feeling them
in your hands even from far away.
You would have a story to tell of gratitude and grace.
You would already be thinking of a new name for yourself
if you knew God’s love were being poured into your life
like a newborn on the way, a grandchild
you have not yet seen.
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Weather Report
Birth,
arriving at all hours,
requiring you to do the same;
with periods of intermittent labor and hope,
precipitating in showers of joy and wonder.
There will be shifting patterns,
and a one hundred percent chance
that Things Will Be Different.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
http://www.unfoldinglight.net