Falling into this world
I lost my union with the Holy One
Naked and alone
Insecure and afraid
If only I could shed this fear and anxiety
like the snake its skin or the trees their leaves in the fall
If only I could slough off the what ifs and worse case scenarios
forming in my thoughts as I scan the perimeters of my life and those I care for
The One called Love came to me first in a thought and then a dream
When I called his name the fear vanished and I was not alone
This One kept calling and calling and continues this day
restoring the union that was lost
Whenever the fear stalks in the night or confronts me in the day
if I but rest in the arms of this Love
I know I am clothed, safe and secure
Never alone, never abandoned
The circle complete again
(c) 2014 Julie Clark
Yesterday we were running late and hadn’t eaten lunch when we left school to do errands. I didn’t even have time to run into PCC to get a decent lunch. We pulled into Taco Bell because it was going to be fast and cheap.
I ordered and pulled up to the second window to pay the young man, asking Solomon to check in my bag, but he can’t find my purse. I looked around and didn’t see it either. I called to the guy to cancel my order because I couldn’t find my purse but got out and went to the back of the van to triple check
. . . it’s really not there.
When I came back to the front of the van, a woman with dark hair comes up to the window.
“Would you like your food anyways?” she says to me.
A bit shocked, “Well . . . sure, thank you!” I reply.
The young man hands me the food, and adds two small bags of dog biscuits.
“My manager is covering your food,” he says, as I pulled away.
I couldn’t help but think that Someone was watching over us . . . and covering our food.