by Kathryn Sadakierski
I think of the trauma, the pain, The tunnel I can never dig Myself through alone, But I remember That God loved me, and saved me Anyway, He gave me this life To love and serve, Now I offer it humbly To glorify the Word. Perhaps I’ll never know my impact, But I can trust in the One Whose love is too great To contain, or convey, To analyze or explain, Knowing only that His light will find a way Through the darkness of my fear, Helping me to realize The divine wisdom of His plan for me, More splendid than the path I had seen. Sometimes, my faithful friend, I feel That I am calling out into a canyon Empty, save for the ring of my cries, Echoing futilely, But God gave me the words for a reason, And nothing He does Fails to bear fruit, The branches curling from the vine Reaching, ever outward, Flowering forth for the world to see, To hold onto, In the midst of storms.
Kathryn Sadakierski is a freelance writer whose work has appeared in numerous anthologies, magazines, and literary journals around the world, including DoveTales, Edge of Faith, enLIVEN Devotionals, Refresh Bible Study Magazine, Snapdragon: A Journal of Art and Healing, Teachers of Vision, and elsewhere. She graduated summa cum laude with a B.A. and M.S. from Bay Path University in Longmeadow, Massachusetts. Kathryn is passionate about sharing her love of God through her words, with the goal of making a positive difference by instilling hope in others.