Lately, I’ve been working on writing new poems and revising old ones. This past week I’ve spent time editing and updating one from a few years ago. A photo prompt in an online writing group first inspired this poem about locks, keys and hidden dreams. Here is the photo followed by the poem.
SO MANY LOCKS
So many locks
large, small and rusty. Scarlet thread so bright
weaving in and out lends a ray of light
Could they be locks
symbolizing doors leading to my heart,
waiting for the keys to open each part?
My heart is deep.
Layers are obscured. None can see inside.
Darkness embraces. Must I always hide?
No! Keys are found.
Doors swing open wide. Layers are revealed.
Only one remains, resolutely sealed.
Bursting out the door
at the last key turn, secret thoughts and dreams
clamor to be free. “It’s too soon!” I scream.
My cries are unheard.
Secrets are no more. I can hardly stand.
Breathing comes in spurts. Who will hold my hand?
Strong arms surround me;
A gentle voice speaks. Child, don’t be afraid,
I will never leave. My strength will not fade
Now I understand.
I must share my dreams, not lock them away.
Follow where God leads as I work and pray.
His love will guide me.
I don’t need to fear reactions of man.
My talents I’ll use in His divine plan.
UNLOCK YOUR DREAMS
Do you hold your dreams under lock and key? Is God calling you to do something hard? Do you think your talents are not good enough? Do you often think you need approval from someone else? Are you afraid you may be rejected?
That was me a few years ago. The idea of a blog intrigued me, but I hesitated and wondered if I would have enough to write about. Finally, with my daughter’s help and encouragement, my first post was published in October of 2013.
I was very timid about it and most always had someone read it over before I hit publish. One of the things that helped me a lot was taking an online writing class and joining an online writer’s group. I still hesitated about calling myself a writer. Click To TweetWriters were people who published articles in magazines or wrote books. I was just an ordinary wife, mother and grandmother.
Gradually my confidence grew. The more I wrote the more I realized how much I loved it. Not only that, but somehow I knew God was calling me to use my writing as a way to glorify Him and minister to others. There is still a lot for me to learn, and I am by no means a professional. I still ask someone to read over a post for me occasionally, but most times I don’t worry about it. I write what is on my heart even though it makes me more vulnerable. Click To Tweet Because of that you would think I would be more fearful of how people would react, but it’s just the opposite.
MY IDENTITY IS IN CHRIST
Knowing that my identity is in Christ and not in my work, I can write with confidence. Not everyone will agree with me, but that’s okay. My job is to be true to what God has called me to do. There is no need to hide our talents. Let's unlock those doors and let them fly. Click To Tweet
If God didn’t want you to be a blogger or minister, you wouldn’t be.
So, stop doubting your gift; open it and live it. ~Kelly Balarie
Take heart! Don’t listen to the lies that say you are not good enough. Go out and share your talents with a world that desperately needs more beauty and love.