Open doors, open minds, open arms, open hearts
A passage of comfort for my sisters
An opportunity to explore and invest in self
Felt like someone parted my hair and poured warm, sweet oil – divine.
A real smile and an exchange of compliments
You write, “You are so right!”
You hear, “I’m glad you are here!”
You see, “Your beauty among the sea of beauties”
You know, “There are no limits with God on your side!”
You can embrace the power and glory
You see all that I am – relaxed or natural, short or long, gray or colored, temporary or permanent
You see all that I can be –
Her majesty – graceful, beautiful – 82 years and holding.
You see all that I was –
Our princess – graceful, beautiful – 9 months and growing
Acceptance here means acceptance there.
There within your heart, within your mind and within your spirit
You created a space for old hymns to be heard “Please, Be patient with me – God is not through with me yet.”
And new songs to be created – written on a napkin as your soul was fed.
No fear, just a strong but protective force from these supportive sisters.
Yes, we are Sisters by blood, creed, and deed.
You know we share the same Heavenly FATHER.
Felt like that warm, sweet oil perm-eated my mind and reminded me
To live HIS words “I Will Love Me AS IS”
Written by Belinda Gordon-Battle -