Holding On: two poems by Rhona Gandy

image by Valter Cirillo, on Pixabay, slightly modified

Emotional Healing

Adjusting to loss takes time.                      

It can’t be rushed.

But God is here waiting with me.

I know there is another side to this grief,              

the other side called healing or healed.

So, God, please hold me up.

Help me grow closer to you.

                                *              

Holding On

Letting go of material possessions seems

unimaginable. I feel the need to hunker down

and grow old in familiar surroundings.

But is holding on what God has planned for me.

Or does He have better things in store.

Do I need to be willing to let go of my will and truly

walk in His will? Security in worldly possessions

is not lasting, but security in Him is.

Do I really need Him to tell me beforehand

what His plan is for my life? Or does He want me just

to trust Him?

Trust that He loves me is easy to say and think,

but the possibility that His love is enough

is freeing.

Open up to Him, all the what-ifs raging in my mind,           

and willingly let Him direct my life.

I always imagined I would finally find security

in my older age.

Maybe I have.          

Rhoda Gandy is 67 years old, the mother

of three adult children now, and she has

three grandchildren. She writes, "My journey

is beautiful. The love God pours out on me

daily and the things he is teaching me are

my motivation."

June 2025 issue