Poetry Wednesday

I have been in bed the past two days with a nasty cold, it is not often that I am down like this. I can hear all the activities going on outside my room. I am so thankful for Davis and Anna, what great older siblings they are and what a help to me. I have been reading bits of a book by Ruth Bell Graham, Footprints of a Pilgrim. I have enjoyed learning about her life and her struggles as a mother. I have especially enjoyed her poetry. Below is a poem she wrote.....



For all these smallnesses

I thank you Lord

small children

and small needs

small meals to cook,

small talk to heed,

and a small book from which to read

small stories;

small hurts to heal,

small disappointments, too,

as real

as ours;

small glories to discover

in bugs,

pebbles,

and flowers.



When the day is through

my mind is small,

my strength is gone;

and as I gather

each dear one

I pray, "Bless each

for Jesus' sake

such angels sleeping, imps awake!"



What wears me out

are little things

angels minus

shining wings

Forgive me Lord

if I have whined

it takes so much to keep them shined;

yet each small rub has its reward,

for they have blessed me.

Thank you, Lord