Finding My Voice

It all starts with a seed.

A very small, helpless seed.

Which came from a thought, 

or maybe from a far away dream.

From the heart of a Creator.

And over time, it grows.

And all is well.

Then unexpectedly and unannounced

the wind and rains come,

threatening to destroy,

yet allowed by the Maker;

life hangs on 

though like a thinly frayed thread.

And all the while,
the Creator breathes love ...

filling up the empty, broken places.
Gently holding.

And over time, 

as the fledgling plant 

looks up to the sun,

life flows stronger

and stronger

into it's veins.

The colors

and blossoms

 it was created for

slowly and quietly appear.

Yielding itself

to love

and to the Master's plan,

it flourishes.

It's branches begin to fill

with beautiful and rare fruit;

the only of it's kind.

Blossoms and fruit,

uniquely designed,

weathered by storms.

Reflecting the Glory of it's Creator.

Held together by grace
and unmerited mercy;

fixing it's heart and eyes above,

twisting and reaching, always,

for the Son -

a masterpiece is being formed.

Finding it's true voice.

In total surrender to it's Master.

Created in the image of God.

A fragrance, uniquely crafted

through sun and storm,

with a voice

to reflect

His Love and His Beauty

to all those around.

Our lives 

are a Christ-like fragrance

rising up to God.

(II Corinthians 2:15)

Bonnie, a blogger friend, asked us to write on the topic, "Finding Your Voice". Any way we felt led to write - how do we find our voice in writing, in living, in loving those around us? What motivates us to live, to write, to speak - what determines the focus and the flavor of our lives? 

This little writing is my attempt to explain where my voice and my words, come from. What has shaped my words, what has shaped my life. What has made me who I am. And I'm thinking it may be the same for you ...

What has shaped you? 

What has given you the voice you live with, 

speak with, write with?

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