The door was large and ornate
Heavy and beautiful
With a brass handle
And a stained glass window.
I tried to open it,
It was too cumbersome for me.
The door was old and classic,
Stately and intriguing,
Made out of dark wood
With no window at all.
I didn’t open it;
Its secrets were hidden from me.
The door was cracked and broken,
Worn from years of neglect;
So full of splinters
And a shattered window
No need to open it;
There is nothing inside for me.
Then I found a simple door
A bit small and narrow;
Made with love and care
Full of invitation.
I gladly opened it
A step in my homeward journey.
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I am like a rich tapestry, full of texture and color.
I'm a musician, composer, poet, gardener, homemaker and friend. I worked as anLCSW for 22 years; as a socialworker for 26 years all told. Before that, I was a rehabilitation teacher.
My passion is to come alongside others; to empower and bless them. That is why you will find plenty of variety in my blog.
Two very important things to know about me is that I am a life-long learner - An explorer and sojourner.
I also belong to the Lord Jesus...now, before you get tweeked out: I am not saying I am "religious." There is a huge difference between all of the rules and empty practice that often gets associated with Christianity and the kind of life that comes from being in a relationship with the loving God.
May you find encouragement, inspiration, insight, good ideas and a laugh or two as you read my posts and comments.
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I really enjoyed the imagery in this one. Very nice.
Thank you; I’m glad you enjoyed it.
“Doorways” made me smile! You put a good deal of thought into the imagery! The puzzle I am working has 8 rows of 8 doors, each fabulously unique, with a variety of materials and colors and designs. Working the puzzle inspires all kinds of prayers and meditations. Here’s one: I read in John Mark Comer’s book, “My Name Is Hope” that repentance is like going home… re-entering our Father’s house and joyfully submitting to the rights and responsibilities that come with being under His roof, so to speak.
Thanks for sharing that: What a wonderful thought! Hannah