Glimpses

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We all communicate, whether we aim to or not. This is what it means to me. I am not my own… I belong to a God who is Love. Everything He does through me… that’s what is worth communicating. And oh, I want so much to be used! Because when He channels His Love through me, I shiver with joy in the warmth of His glory. And when that glory spills through me and over me and around me, into others… I want nothing more. As Emily Dickinson says, “If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not have lived in vain.” But when all’s said and done… it’s God who mends every breaking heart, who speaks each life-changing word, who writes every inspiring paragraph. I want to be the channel, Lord. Communicate You through me.

This is what communicating means to me. This is what life means to me. What does it mean to you?

Copyright © GraceElizabeth

Shallow pane of glassy pain….
Today I slipped past it and I saw someone
Narrated in the varnished mirror.
My face.
And I narrowed my eyes in confusion, because that’s not who I am.
How can a stoic reflection tell a tale?

I am the oil puddle in the parking lot, swirling in angst,
Trying, striving to conjure a rainbow out of blackness, and when I fail at last,
The sun trumpets through the clouds and blasts his beams into every part of me.
And his smiling condescension colors my soul.

I don’t see that story in the mirror’s flimsy depths.
But the rights are sold- it shows me what it fancies.
And I am left with the duty to step past deception.
Because the idea just tags along
That if I’m not who I see…

Neither are you.

Copyright © GraceElizabeth

“Oh, empty my heart. I’ve got to make room for this feeling. It’s so much bigger than me…. It couldn’t be any more beautiful! I can’t take it in.”

Copyright (c) GraceElizabeth

Well, once again I am prodded by my conscience to post some window into my life…. But while my life is delicious to me, I have ceased to expect that it would seem delicious to the majority of the public. =) I’ll update you briefly, if you wish it. Maybe some of you would like to see something other than poetry on this neglected little site, even though my poetry is the truest picture of myself. So this is for you- a list of the things which have held my attention and my affection recently.

Christmas is always a most wonderful time of the year, in my opinion, and I enjoyed it splendidly this year. It’s always over too quickly, but after all, ‘a clear conscience is a continual Christmas’. (Benjamin Franklin quote, maybe?)
Speech and debate season has begun, and I’ve been semi-involved with that. I’ll be doing 3 prepared speeches this year- dramatic and humorous interpretations, and an original oratory. Apologetics continues to make me happy, in the realm of limited prep.
Music lessons start next week- may I say eek? =)
Some people have been ‘making’ me play Ultimate Frisbee a lot. =D

I decorated my NCFCA flowpad for the year! I don’t have pictures, but those of you who actually :want: to see it will see it in real life.
Writing is coloring and flavoring and shaping my life for the better. Poetry makes me write it. And prose holds me captive as well. In fact, I entered a short story contest on Vision Forum’s website, marking the first time I’ve written a story in quite some time….. It was fabulous fun, too, and I’ll post it someday.
There are some friends I have who make. my. life. Old ones, new-ish ones. Most of you know who you are. I love you.

Sincerely, cordially, affectionately,
~Grace

Copyright © GraceElizabeth