as I write my past, I see all the ways
You’ve been loyal–
saving me from a boy
I couldn’t let go of until
the day I found the courage
to say no, giving me friends
who have looked at my eyes
full of fear & said, it’s okay, I still
love you. Or wrote in the miles that
separate us. But here, lord,
there is fear that I can’t share the breaks
that lead to this place, beca
God is loyal. Loyal to love when you don’t know. Loyal when you are in a state of shock. Loyal to love you when are so tired but somehow keep finding words to say.
And today those words are, thank you.