God folded his love over and over and over,
like a note from a childhood crush, until it
became small enough to fit in a thimble, a
feat quite impressive for such a grand God.
The thimble tumbled in the afternoon sun
and glistened just long enough for a little
girl to spy it in the corner of her room
and be intrigued. She tried it on for size
with fairy tale results as the love whirled
into the whorls of her finger then dove
beneath the surface of skin to harbor in
blood. Now, finally, love could begin its
grave unfolding, its fated spawn home.
Most credos I’ve read start with the words I/we believe. I won’t do that, or maybe better put, I can’t do that. My credo, if it can even be called such a thing, rides piggyback on the slithering black curved back of the lovely question mark. I don’t have many answers, but I do have questions…
John blogs at The Beautiful Due
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Diane W. Bailey is the founder of The Consilium – an online community of wisdom and purpose for women over 45 years of age. She is a published author. Her books include String of Pearls – From Tears to Treasure, and 30 Days To A Better Stepfamily.
She creates her own line of precious metals bracelets.
Diane lives in the Deep South with her husband Doc. Together they have created a stepfamily, each having two stepchildren and two birth children, and share three grandchildren, one black lab named Charlie and one long haired tabby cat named Lil Girl.
Diane’s passion is to encourage women to be all God has created them to be by pressing past fear and daring to live life as an adventure. Some of her life adventures include traveling to Israel, speaking, entrepreneurship and backyard farming with Doc. She loves Gumbo, fried shrimp and seeing all sunsets across water.
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You had me at “God folded his love over and over and over..” That’s how it feels a good many days.
Love this. Thank you, John. And thank you, Diane, for hosting him.