what I see

I saw you,
Across the room.
Another face in the crowd,
Through a mesh of meets and programmes.
Thought nothing more than,
"Here's one who loves her Lord."

I saw you,
Across the room.
A familiar face in the crowd,
A meeting of many.
The birth of a vision, a dream of unity,
Of many hands joined.
Strangers perhaps, but one in God.
Offering yourself as a vessel,
Our hands working the same plough.

I look at you,
From across the bridge our hearts have made,
And see each time you held me up.
When every voice said, "Quit!"
You took my hand and shone a light.
When all I heard was, "Impossible!"
You held me and said, "That's God's mission."
When my prayers could find no words,
There was a place for them, down on your knees.
When my fears and hurts overwhelmed,
Your silent understanding spoke volumes.
In your eyes I see love, care and acceptance,
Of which I scarcely deserve.
I look at me and see your imprint upon my life,
Each time carved and marked with His love.

If I should look for an angel,
I need go no further than you.
For in You I see Jesus,
His love evident through your life.
And when I look at you,
I see my beauty, the one I love.

for J

sč
KL, 1998