Heaven's Voice

Written for a dear friend….Kelsey Kendrick

Her every word was focused
As she shared a message there
Though speaking was a challenge
With courage she would share.
Her spirit was celestial
As her light came from within.
Her halting words came slowly
So real hearing could begin.
For a message given quickly
Might not be pondered well.
Her struggle to speak freely
Became the Savior’s tale.
Could it be that Father
Gave her this challenge here
So that we could there absorb
The spirit waiting near……
So valiant in her effort
To share her light inside
If our ears will really listen
We’ll be blessed as she confides.
Her testimony lifts us up
As she makes the better choice.
Turning off the stopwatch
She speaks with heaven’s voice….
          -Shanna Hugie

God's Scrapbook

In an effort to "look for the silver lining" during mortal thunderstorms a little more often, I wrote the following:

I wonder...in God's scrapbook
Are there snapshots of our lives?
Do they tell a story
Of faith used from inside?
Or...do they show despair
On faces looking down
Forgetting to be blessed
By lessons that surround.
For if we're only seeing
The shadows on the floor
Our memories can't be
Of when Father made us more...
Our lives here are so brief
Every moment holds a pen
Will we record a journey
Or...a lot of “could have beens”?
Will the pictures be unlabled
Or...will our journals place
The narrative of courage
Beneath our mortal face.
Perhaps a generation
Will read from pages there
Before they start their journey...
May we live a life to share . . .
Shanna C. Hugie