Imprinted Lives

Tirelessly she works, scurrying here and there, with energy to spare and dedication-born. The turn-to woman, the first to raise her hand, the first to grasp the need and act.  The first to take responsibility and rely on her faith.  Watching her, I am mindful of the spirit of servanthood and what the love of Christ inspires us to be. 

A complicated man, relying on his spouse for earthly chattels while he pursued spiritual dealings, nevertheless the foundation was laid through his teaching.  I think of him often.

Generosity abundant, her hands purposely building and creating and gifting, her sweet countenance pouring love through soulful eyes, the gift of this friend and sister brings soothing and covers me with trusting affection.

A smile from across the room gives me assurance.  The nodding affirmation is a balm to my soul.  The attentiveness of one superior strengthens me to contribute, promoting in me the desire to do more than my best.

Looking back on life gives one perspective on where a kind word spoken meant the difference in failure and success, where the devotedness promoted and inspired perseverance through difficult tasks.

                            Every Touch Leaves an Impression ~ Dr. Edmond Locard

Each person left a mark on this life's journey, whether good or bad, and this life has left its own marks.  A sobering thought.