Friday, February 18

for the sparrows

I am not a poet in the slightest.

These are some thoughts I scribbled down on a napkin on the way home from work, after reading Matthew 6.  Today has been a good day, in a puddle-jumping, blue-sky way.  And I am thankful.



And I 
learned
with earth-stained palms
that life can only be carried
by hands that don't rush
or worry
or hurry

by sparrows that follow
the wind in their journey

by neglecting
should
and
would
and could

we might find
can

we might find
unmistaken land
to call home

we might stop
looking
and anxiously roaming

we might give away our treasures
knowing that people
are
the
richest
gift

because
we
have enough for each season and journey

because
we jump headfirst from the nest
without reason or worry

because
our hands
are both empty and full
exactly when they need to be

so we
rest
in the fact that
we're flying and free.

8 comments:

erica said...

That was literally one of the best things I have ever read. Thank you.

Elizabeth said...

Thanks for reading, friend. The list you made me of things to read fell out of my journal yesterday and I missed you. Are you going on spring break to Detroit?

Hillary said...

Hey Elizabeth,
You don't know me, but I am one of Sarah Lampert's roommates at Kent. I just wanted to say thank you for your words. They are both encouraging and inspiring! I'm always asking Sarah if you have put up a new post and when you do we sit down and take time to read it together. You definitely have a way with words! Thanks again!
Hillary

Elizabeth said...

Hey Hillary :) I'm grateful to be able to share my thoughts. I love hearing that you and Sarah are in community together...it does my heart so much good. Thanks for blessing my day.

breathedeeply.org said...

Beautiful! Beautiful! Beautiful! What a perfect way to start my day. You may not be a poet (or think you are), but the One who writes His words on your heart definitely is!

I found your blog through (in)courage, and I'm so glad I did. I'll be back.

Blessings!
Cindee

Elizabeth said...

Thank you, Cindee! I'm encouraged today. The writer of our stories is so faithful.

Glad to have you here :)

Lisa said...

You might not think you are a poet, but I think that is a BEAUTIFUL poem.

Thank you for sharing it!

marygems said...

stunning- please do not ever repeat your comment about NOT being a poet- this is poetry I adore. Please write more~!