Requiem

In my mother's face

I now see the lines of her mother.

I've missed that face for twenty years:

The tender smile,

the gentle but savvy expression 

that reveals a life well-lived.

As my face collects evidence of time

I pray it reflects the same:

generational wisdom passed down 

from mother to daughter,

turning what seems hard 

into grace-filled experience.

Romans 5:3-5

3 And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;

4 And patience, experience; and experience, hope:

5 And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given to us.