Tuesday~October 27, 2009
It’s reaching in the pocket
of a coat from last year
and making that discovery,
the familiar soft paper feel of money
That heart flutter moment
I wonder if…
and then pulling it out
to find a buck rather than a twenty.
It’s saying it’s good either way
Not stomping or pouting
no I deserve betters
or I deserve mores
No where is my very best life?!
But instead,
it’s putting that just one dollar back in,
sliding your hand to the safety of your pocket
closing your fingers over the treasure,
holding tight for safe keeping
soft and familiar
good
It’s believing in the enough
of all the beautiful things in your life,
things you already have
and then it’s still hoping life can
grow
multiply
loaves and fish
dreams come true
there instead of here
grass greener
change
But mostly, it’s the belief held in the deepest places
that even if the hopes are dashed
no growing
no moving
no healing
no change
no reconciliation
no dream come true…
the enough is still enough
and good,
just that one soft and familiar dollar that’s yours,
a thing that seems little or less without the appreciation of it’s value.
It’s holding that one, your life, tightly in the safety of your pocket and thinking it’s more than enough.
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I love that!
wonderfully said.
So well put. Even if hopes are dashed, it's believing there's already enough of the beautiful. Such a great way to explain contentment. Now if only we could get that concept through our thick heads and deep into our hearts!
WOW! So happy that God led me here today…..what a beautiful reminder to know and trust that God supplies all of our needs, and that we should delight in all He has given us.
Peace~
*~Michelle~*
You write so beautifully. I bet you don't even know it. Love it.
Good stuff. I love that feeling, but I've been disappointed many a time when I pull out an old receipt and no money at all.
Still, contentment is good!
I loved that Heather! So perfect! Thank you, you are a gift!
I love this…!
Wow – so much to think about with this today.
Thank-you.
I hope if I keep writing and practicing that someday I'll be able to write even one post like that. I hope. :)
Great job Heather…Love it!
Finding treasure-money in long-ago-forgotten coat pockets is one of the sweetest joys of life. Even a dollar feels like this magical blessing….
Enough indeed. Can you take back grumblings about what you "really want"? Because I might or MIGHT NOT have grumbled something like that today, and now you make me feel bad. In a good way.
My favorite line: BUT WHERE'S MY VERY BEST LIFE NOW???
LOL. Yep. That.
Sigh…
That was deliciously spoken! Like vitamin D for the sun deprived.
That's the blog!
That one dollar bill.
(but yours' is worth countless more!)
Excellent poem.
That's what makes you who you are.
You do take the ordinary and make it extraordinary.
Thank you for sharing,
So good. You always post what I'm looking to read. I especially like the last line.
I needed this today, Heather
thank you
*sigh* Just beautiful *sigh*
Amen to this.
that was so good Heather and something I needed to hear today….thanx.
Love this and I need the reminder from time to time. I am in that transitional stage of my life and I get too excited for what might be coming that I need to be reminded of what I have now and to enjoy today.
thanks lady!
It's wonderful to find hidden treasures. It's wonderful to find enough, feel enough, and live enough.
What a great message! Thanks, Heather!
Once again you've put into words something that's been on my mind lately. Contentment…oh yes. How much in this life seems calculated to breed discontent and how difficult it can be to fend it off!
So good!
So simple and beautiful. I need to read this often!
you amaze me.
I usually find a used kleenex. :(
ps cute picture!:)
It took me years to figure that out. But, now I have more peace.
I have the same feeling when finding money in the laundry!
Seriously, though…great prose!
So true. And when it's only a dollar, I put it back and feel safe knowing it'll be there the next time I put on that coat, even if the next time is another year away.
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