Life has carved her callouses
upon my tender heart,
my response was toughening
the epidermis part –
so soften me, oh Holy Son,
with springtime’s timely rays,
that roughened edges would not keep
my soul from grasping grace.
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
Good–difficult, some days–but good.
Only some?
Good thought. I need a lot of softening yet, to feel more with others in their trials.
But it would read easier as “with spring’s timely rays.”
It feels like we’ve missed spring and gone straight into summer; from a high of +3 or 4 C to a high of 21 C in just two days!
Isn’t that something? My husband is dealing with overnight flooding in our RM this morning…
I love the message and especially the way you stated it. It is one of my favorite poems. I love it so much that I’m re-blogging it. I think this may be the first time I have re-blogged a poem written by the author who posted it, but I intend for it to not be the last. Well done, my friend.
Russ
Thanks Russ! 🙂
Reblogged this on A Grateful Man and commented:
I love this message and the way it was so well crafted by Melody! Thank you, Melody, for creating and sharing this with the world.
Russ
Somethings that are not what we call flawless beauty heightens my appreciation for different beauties, like rough hands.
I like how you put this – there are so many different kinds of beautiful – and flawed is one of them! Thanks Debbie!
This was a good one for me, Melody. Praying that nothing would keep me from grasping and giving grace! God bless you!
Thanks Debbie! I’m praying that, too!
Reblogged this on Teacher as Transformer and commented:
We have an unpleasant day again with snow and cold weather. Spring in Alberta changes quickly and springtime’s timely rays will re-appear by Wednesday with warm weather. My response is a little toughening up and accepting what today is.
Oh, Melody…this is beautiful. Thank you!
Thanks Patty! I appreciate that…
Nice.
Thank you!
Beautiful beyond description – well done Melody. This is the kind of poem I want to hug close to my heart.
Thanks Elizabeth! Hug away! 🙂