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Sometimes in life we feel mowed down by the frequency of our trials and we forget who we are. I wrote this to remind myself that if I'll just remember where to look then those trials will serve to refine me not defeat me.
She heard the words there spoken
Prepared to be shared with all
Yet, she couldn't quite imagine
Rising from her need to crawl.
She heard the speaker say
That each soul had priceless worth
Yet, she felt that she had lacked
That value given us at birth.
When she looked into a mirror
She saw no beauty there.
When it came to living life
She felt so unprepared.
Her eyes were often downward
As though they were afraid
That someone would see beyond
The fortress she had made.
Sometimes she would glimpse
At the light another cast
She longed to make a change
Yet, she managed to be last.
She imagined she was missed
As talents were handed out.
She knew she was deficient
Self worth was filled with doubt.
Her smile was long forgotten
Replaced with those worried lines
She wondered if Father noticed
Her there-----that place----that time.....
Still, there on the row ahead
A child's eyes of heaven's blue
Looked deep into her spirit
Then they spoke the words so true...
"Are you Heddy Fadders Welative"?
And she couldn't help but smile
Then she answered "I'm His daughter"
To the question of the child
Then something quite amazing
Happened there that day
Father sent a small reminder....
A child to show the way.
She became his favorite friend
An adopted grandma there
She learned her royal heritage
Was found when she would share.
Her countenance was altered
She glowed from deep within
What changed? . . . she just looked up
Then reflected light from Him...
-Shanna C. Hugie
Somehow, I've never yet "loved" Mother's Day - that is, until I put my mind to it....
This poem is my attempt to remind myself what I'm sure my Heavenly Father has been trying to get through to me (and all of His daughters) throughout this mortal attempt.
She had come to feel so small
As she lived throughout her days.
She felt she was invisible
In Heavenly Father's gaze.
She had tried to do it right
But, felt that she had failed
Thinking she was drifting
On life's sea without a sail.
She often would evaluate
Her worth as second rate
Feeling almost hopeless
Believing it was too late.
She was reading from a text
Written by the hand of man
It lacked the truth once written
On life's pages by God's hand.
So many years she faltered
To believe her destiny
A cherished daughter to her Father
She'd forgotten just to see.
For to feel so unimportant
Is to listen to a lie
Every daughter here is cherished----
Here on earth she'll learn to fly...........
For if she decides to listen
To the adversary here
She may not hear God's whisper
"You're enough . . . . " within her ear.....
Shanna C. Hugie
We are all imperfect human beings and sometimes we do something to someone that is hurtful or they to us. I wrote the following as I contemplated the need to forgive and to be forgiven.
When someone says "I'm sorry"
And they've apologized
Then, we will let it go
If we indeed are wise.
But, what of those who err
Then say "I'm sorry" with a smile
Then do it wrong again
Should we walk with them a mile?
When someone needs forgiveness
It is up to us to try
To turn the other cheek
And then help them learn to fly.
Or, perhaps we could just listen
And give the benefit of doubt
And then on bended knee
Ask God to help them out.
Could we think of things to do
That will help their life along
Or, if they've really hurt us
Will forgiveness right the wrong?
For when we have been wounded
And our spirit hasn't healed
Then holding onto rancor
Will rip open our heart's seal.
What if you are the one
Who hurt another on your way
Apologize, then change
Live exactly what you say.
Tomorrow may bring sorrow
At the hands of one you love
If you embrace forgiveness
You'll see heaven up above.
But, if you hold a grudge
And hide from others here
You'll have a life of sadness
As you choose to live in fear.
Father wants us to love others
And pray for all we meet
Forgive, then do all kindness
As eternity you seek.
Shanna C. Hugie
I just came across the following poem I wrote shortly after my mother passed away. Even though she has been gone for a time now, this poem continues to be a poignant reminder of how much I miss her.....Though you have gone on
To an eternal better place
I wonder, do you see me?
Can you remember my face?
Although I cannot hug you
Can I somehow hug the wind?
Are you busy, on a schedule?
Do you feel my love within?
When now you write your thoughts
Are they written on the clouds?
If I will look above
Can I read them? Am I allowed?
Who can I call to tell
About a blessing in my day?
If I say it soft out loud
Will sound waves carry it away?
What was it like to see
Your dear departed mate?
Was he waiting with a rose?
Did he open heaven’s gate?
I suppose the losing
Of those we love so dear
Helps us to understand
Father’s sacrifice – his Son – right here.
It seems the only time
My eyes can see the way
Is when I close my eyelids
As I bow my head to pray.
For our mortal eyes can see
The beauty of the earth.
But the vision of our spirit
Sees long before our birth.
Oh, may I strive to offer
My hands so willingly
To run the errands of my Father
And remember I’m your posterity.
And, when I see you once again.
When I am called back home.
May I bring you Heaven’s Daisies
From the seeds your life has sown.
Shanna C. Hugie
