Tell Me a Story

Tell me a story
of butterflies and daffodils
of thin places and reassuring angels.

Tell me a story
of miracles and love
of strolling through gardens with lions and lambs.

Tell me a story
of resurrection dawning
of rains refreshing, of tombs bursting with life.

Tell me these stories
when the clouds droop low
when grace is short-fused and fragile.

Tell me these stories
when lovingkindness seems absent
when kinship is withdrawn and understanding hindered.

Tell me these stories
when the world feels tired
when God’s patience grows weary.

Let the story continue
with stones still rolling away
with roses blooming where tears fall.

Let the story continue
with untold surprise endings
with dancing and singing and laughing.

Let the story continue
with joyous wonder repeating
with fellowship extending by every breath, every hand.

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