The Intimacy of the Human Voice

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Sometimes the immediacy of an email is the right medium to express a hurried thought. At another moment sitting down to write a letter is the best course of action. Then there are times when only the human voice can accomplish a meeting of minds.

My phone rang and a dear friend proceeded to read me a poem that she thought would resonate with me the same way it had with her. I closed my eyes and listened through tears.

Humility

Humility is to be still
under the weathers of God’s will.
It is to have no hurt surprise
when morning’s ruddy promise dies,
when wind and drought destroy, or sweet
spring rains apostatize in sleet,
or when the mind and month remark
a superfluity of dark.
It is to have no troubled care
for human weathers anywhere.
And yet it is to take the good
with the warm hands of gratitude.
Humility is to have place
deep in the secret of God’s face
where one can know, past all surmise,
that God’s great will alone is wise,
where one is loved, where one can trust
a strength not circumscribed by dust.
It is to have a place to hide
when all is hurricane outside.

Jessica Powers (1947- 1984)

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