I knew I’d feel like taking steps when early this morning
I noticed the sun making wide spaces on the ground
And illuminating the hydrangea.
Coaxing color and bloom…you’ve started, now grow.
So I wrote them.
Revealed my longing, invited their joining, sealed the envelopes.
The flag already up, outgoing mail waiting, I added my letters, conflicted over their opening in a day or two, maybe three.
Colors of my Bible, women of my heart, a compilation of them of me, of God, of us.
Then, I wrote tonight, the foreword.
Wrote one paragraph, 12 sentences and saved it.
A step, just a step towards not changing my mind.
Do not despise these small beginnings, for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin. Zechariah 4:10