Spend some time reading and reflecting on this poem by Hanna Glover:
OUR JOURNEY
By Hanna Glover
We meet again,
in the stillness of my soul.
I hear a door open
and footsteps come toward me.
Here we are again,
here I have come again,
waiting for you.
In beds of flowers and leaves,
I rest.
I am choosing to remember that
I was made to be loved
and I was made to just be.
I followed you across fields,
mountains and lakes.
I have never tasted anything
like this valley I have been in.
I have felt so hidden,
I have felt so insignificant.
I have felt nothing.
I kept my eyes looking for golden light
and the sunrise to come,
holding onto hope
isn’t as easy as it sounds.
The rains they came and
stripped this valley of everything
I thought it was.
Everything I thought it should have been,
wasn’t as I imagined.
Your light met me still,
And whispered;
don’t let go.
There is hope.
Hope, what did I have to hope for then?
My hands were so rugged and worn,
this soul so broken and torn,
what then should I have held on to?
What then should I have grabbed hold of?
You, it was always you.
The valley unravelled me and stripped me bare.
I had nothing left to give
but a weary heart and an open hand.
And you said it was enough,
I was enough.
Exactly as I was, in my brokenness,
in my vulnerability.
So here I am again,
opening this door,
stepping into the unknown.
And I decide,
I would go through a thousand valleys,
if it meant losing myself to find more of you.
I would climb a thousand mountains,
if it meant learning victory in terms of trusting you.
I would stay here,
if it meant staying here with you.