No Umbrella
I know we have umbrellas here,
but I have no clue where they are.
I should know,
especially with all the rain lately,
because without an umbrella
I will get soaked.
With no umbrellas,
we will get soaked.
I have always felt safer
under my umbrella.
Then the day came
when the rain of tears came,
and I could not stop crying
and it was raining inside and out
and I realized my tears,
my ability to just let it rain
was my new umbrella.
It was the courage I found
in the midst of the rain,
that served as my umbrella.
My emotional, mental and spiritual umbrella
protected me from the storm
of fear, lies, and the nightmares
my lack of faith wanted to make up.
My faith is my umbrella.
It will send rain into my life
and in the midst of the rain,
in the midst of the storms,
I open my faith
and I walk in and through the rain
I walk through the rain,
like I walk through the anemia,
through the cancer,
through the challenges I face as I age
and that which could soak me,
makes me stronger,
and braver.
It may not look like I have an umbrella,
to protect me from the rain,
but the rain shows me where my umbrella is
and I walk as if I have no umbrella,
but I do.
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