He smiled with no malice when I said, “I don’t trust you but I’ll try you rather than stay the way I am.”
“Well, at least your honest,” he replied adding, ” I can work with that. “
So, this man had a sense of humor and his eyes danced like chocolate stars.
His face was not handsome and his hands looked rough and scarred.
There was a warmth and strength in his voice that I’d never heard before.
A sound of gentle peace fell before me like a tide pool near the shore.
We must have walked for hours but I was not tired or worn.
He told me every single thing I had ever done before.
I cannot express with words the happening.
A wonder of transformation began to form.
I was then and then I was new and I trust Him forevermore.
4 thoughts on “I don’t trust you but I’ll try you…”
I met that man too, Jill. 😀
Beautiful poem. x
Patsy replird, That is me with Jesus.”
Thanks for your continued vulnerability. I’d like to introduce you to Patsy one day soon. -D
Thank you both! I would love to meet Patsy too! I feel like she and I are sisyers! Love you both!💗