A FRIEND LIKE YOU

Everyone needs a friend like you.

You found me lying on your doorstop
with broken wings, covered with dirt.
        Like a torn up piece of cloth
        Like a battered old toy
        Like a gaping, ugly sore
        That hurts even to look at
                or touch
                or care about.

Alone
Afraid
Injured
And yet you opened the door and
        gently let me in.
        You bandaged the wounds
And soothed the raw edges where it
        hurt the most
You set my broken bones in place
And pieced back together
        my shattered dreams.

What I thought was the end
Was really
The beginning.

You invited me on a journey . . .

        to pioneer an unexplored territory
        to blaze a new trail
        to open new doors
        to see a new horizon

Oh, yes, I want to go!

The warmth in your smile
And the care in your eye told me
        I was safe.

But . . . I tire so easily
        And I'm really not very brave
        And I'm not sure just exactly where
                        it is I'm going
Or just what I'll find once I get there.

Then I took one step . . .
As if to believe you really are there.
. . . and then I see you mean what you say.
You do care.

You held my hand across the rough places
You gave me a boost over the high fences
You let me run free across fields
Always there
Always with me
Even if I ran ahead
Or tagged behind
Always gently pursuing me to go on

Yet totally accepting me right where I was . . .
        on the rocks
        on the fence
        in the mud
        up a tree
        in the field

Along the way you teach  me things . . .
        how to swim -- so I won't be afraid of the water
        how to fish -- so I can feed myself
        how to land -- so I won't be afraid to fly
        how to cry -- so I won't be afraid to hurt
        how to get up -- so I won't be afraid to fall
        how to love -- so I won't be afraid to give.

My injuries are healing
My soul is awakening
My eyes are not afraid to look at
        where I've been
        where I am
        where I'm going

Even though I'm unsure of where I am now
I've never been here before
And even though it's exciting and new
It still scares me
It's all so different than what I'm used to . . .
        unfamiliar feelings
        and sights and sounds and smells

But I'll walk on with you.
I trust your outstretched arms and your faithful carings.

Thank you for mending my broken heart
For soothing my aches
        hearing my cries
                understanding my pain
                        sharing my grief.

How blest I am!

Everyone needs a friend like you!

--Sarah Sterling

 

background by Cathye
photo from The Innoence Collection
by Kim Anderson and Verkerke

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