Wanted to thank the little lady in gray but the crowd and time got in my way. She was an older woman, aged with beauty, exuding grace and full of Christ. Stood before us, and with each word spoken in confidence, she shared the wisdom she had been grown into. I was captivated from the start by this wise elder lady of God. She was so kind and relaxed in her own skin. As she shared her tale of the Eagle, and her own life woven in, she commanded respect with the gentles of spirit. Her voice only broke from its strong rhythm when she spoke of living the last 12 years without he lover, her husband. She lifted all of our hearts up with her story.
Thank you dear lady in gray for breaking my clueless streak. I have been hearing the truth but not getting it. I have been listening to the lies and not rejecting it. Walking around feeling cold and brittle… wanting to be whole and strong for others so much I was refusing to be patched up. Your words hugged my heart with the image of holding on the Jesus… you made that concept fresh to me. I feel so warm again as I cling to him, so awake as I look to him.
Thank you Jesus for the lady in gray. She was my gentle reminder that you are my hero.
TTFN
