And you asked me,
As tears streamed down my face
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
I screamed a silent answer
That you couldn't hear


Your voice reached out a hand
That only my soul
Could grasp it held tight
To the hand which was "doing to help"
Just by asking


It mattered, you cared
The storm broke,
Freeing a torrent of tortured thoughts,
You listened. You held me in your mind
While it rained, poured, then slowed to a drizzle


It became fresh, cool and light
"Is there anything I can do to help?"
You were beautiful
And I smiled an invisible smile
That you couldn't see.

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About Self

Saved by His grace in 1974, from 9 years of professing atheism into His loving arms. RN for 23 years, missionary with YWAM then statistical analyst for Every Home for Christ over 9 years. Living with my husband in the middle of a mountain meadow. GRIN! Wanting to spread the good news

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