You Are My Story.

You Are My Favorite Story;

You Are My Story.

28 September 2007

Life is a mixture of simultaneous stories.

Everyone has their own thesis.

Moments, Days, and Years combined

Cooperate in silently explicating the individual.

The lessons we inherit without our consent

Are deep vignettes within themselves.

The stories feel separate sometimes

When we seem to be the only ones reading…

Reading the words which have been stitched into our hearts.

Our short stories line up in life order.

We cannot control the words of our prose.

We can only hope that at some point,

Our story will speak itself to the world.

“Whom do you tell your stories to?”

Assuredly there are angels in my life:

Friends who’ve stayed to hear each collection of letters.

I’ve shared my chapters with these people.

Our stories long to be proclaimed aloud.

Our needy heart demands their boldness.

We want our truth to be heard,

So that we no longer feel crazy within.

The past is bursting with key components

Which give sound to who I am.

The vulnerable words of my life are now spoken:

No longer hidden in the solitude of moonlit nights.

He is faithful, safe, patient, and willing

To decode the messages I send forth.

I tell him my stories, every day.

At times the energy of my poetry sings,

And at others my voice forces a whisper.

He listens from the introduction through the conclusion.

I feel heard; I feel truth; I feel complete.

All of the pieces to these stories

Have finally arrived at their theme.

They are woven together in God’s sovereignty,

And his plans for our lives.

Waiting to find you was a hard work of hope.

Living without you was the previous chapter,

And now we begin to write the rest of our stories.

You are my favorite story;

You are my story.

For: Cory Michael – On your 31^st BIRTHDAY!

Love, Sarah Christine

To a new beginning which we will now write together.