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Hoodies and Hope

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I remember being wrapped up

In an over-sized hoodie

Folding in on myself,

As I ignored God’s quiet whisper

To come home.

Now here I am

Staring at the hazy walls of the hospital

As I wait for news.

The sun is setting and

The humidity is like a curtain.

I’m trying to balance

Who I was yesterday

And the storms I now face.

I trace the gold anchor

Wrapped around my neck.

Hope–

That one word.

I know I’ll make it through somehow.

I know You’ll always love me

Even when the hoodies are gone.

I know You’ll never leave me

Even when I run

Down the hall,

Looking for a way to

Make myself smaller.

Let me fall into you,

So I don’t break.

Let me take root where

Your anchor stands.

I’m coming home.

 

Written by Emily Smith at fearfullywonderfullyme.com, 2016 ©

This hope we have as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast, and which enters the Presence behind the veil (Hebrews 6:19 NKJV).

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