when you are looking for His steadying hand

That is what came at the end.

At the end of the day, after the pots soaked in the sink and the books and the remnants of the day stacked high in baskets.

After she washed the eggs and threaded that needle for her mama doing up mending.

After the raucous and rowdy finally stilled and the pansies drowsed heavy out under that Big  Dipper swinging high.

That is what came to her sitting there on the far edge of grace.

That when she needed His hand, she only had to reach out with a hymn.

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