Once upon a time, I trusted that I was cared for,

As I came to a street corner,

My father’s hand would just appear in front of me.

 

Mine in his,

We walked across the street,

Navigating any obstacles that came our way.

I didn’t question his lead.

 

Things changed over time; the feeling of safety became a faint memory of a storybook tale that once felt real to me.

Sadness, suffering, pain, loss, lack and limitation,

I seemed to be so alone over the years,

 

But I always felt that there was something else…

Something outside of my understanding…

I sought for this something…

 

I reached out my hand,

And to my relief, I was received in Love.

by Rev.  Michelle Rado

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