Monday, May 7, 2007

Immanuel's Well...

How hectic can life really get?? WOW! May has always been a busy month for us, b/c there is so much "stuff" going on, but the past 7 days have been WILD!!...and there's more too come. Just sit back and enjoy the ride right??

In keeping with Jen's "woman" theme that she has been blogging about, I felt as though I should share a very special poem that I carry around with me.
Last March, I had a wonderful opportunity, thanks to family and friends who lovingly gave in support of me, to go on my first missions trip to Guatemala. It was such an experience for much so, that I have trouble putting into words how it affected me. When I left, I had plans of returning and sending out a newsletter to all my "supporters", to say thanks and share with them what happened....but words couldn't express, and my heart was almost, well, too heavy to explain anything. A year later I am still processing.
On the trip, I met a wonderful lady named Loralee. She is a sister to one of our church members, and her husband and her decided to come. After a week full of many experiences, much of God, and many emotions, Loralee presented all the "ladies' on the trip with a poem that she had written. (You will see she is a WONDERFUL writer). She had written it some time ago, but really felt that it held true to the woman in our group, and was something we could all benefit from reading.
I hope you all will benefit as well.
Here is her poem.

Immanuel's Well

I am in you.
Carry me.
As the woman, drawn by thirst
met Jesus at the well,
so I will send to you.

And you will be like the well,
deep, refreshing.....
And so much so
that they who have been quenched,
will leave you only
to bring back others;
Others to drink at your well.

Your well,
Filled with My Healing Waters.

Carry Me.
And I will carry you.


joy... said...

gorgeous. Wow. That was lovely... thanks for sharing.

I miss you friend. When will I see you?

redeemed diva said...

That's a great poem. I know what you mean about being impacted by a missions trip. My first trip was to Metrto Ministries in New York to visit my friend Bill Wilson's Ministry. It's in the slums of New York and I was so immensely impacted by it that it took me a long time to process it, as well. Every year when I see Bill I remind him that he ruined my life. He knows. I'm ruined from living ordinarily and for being ungrateful.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

Jen said...

Immanuel's light of my experiences last night, I am finding myself increasingly sobered by this poem. What volumes it speaks...
Thanks for sharing.

Holly said...

Lovely Amy. Thanks for sharing...

Roxanne said...

I'm glad you had the opportunity to go on the missions trip. Thanks for sharing the poem. I love it.

Williams Family Blog said...

Thanks for sharing the poem Amy......
we were in Thailand nine months ago and I am still processing stuff from that trip....might even blog about that too..


Holly said...

TAG!!! You are it! Check out my blog for the details. Love ya Am!

Tammy said...

That is an awesome poem. It is hitting where I am at right now.
Blessings to you for sharing that!!!