These few days, days apart
while she is on this journey
this road I have walked
praying constantly,
my mind racing ahead
remembering the jewels,
the nuggets, the moments of grace
my cup running over
How I pray for the same joy
the same sense of wonder
of feeling his presence
washing over her
Lifting her up,
in this season of sudden change
understanding the immediacy of Mark
perhaps for the first time
Praying for that same certainty
for her, as she starts a new chapter
a new story of a faithful disciple
answering the master’s call
Here I am, send me
Lifting her up, in prayers
for your love to rain upon her
to see you walking beside her
April 25, 2008
Walk to Emmaus
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