Giving Freedom in Your Relationships

Giving Freedom in Your Relationships

I’m going to start the New Year sharing a beautiful poem one of my dearest clients wrote for me.

She came from a very abusive background and had no experience of emotionally healthy bonding growing up.

It’s taken years of therapy for her to trust love and let it inside.

She is an amazing writer and captured the essence of love in these lines.

I’ll share one or two stanzas a week, as I think we have a lot to learn about love through her words.

I’ll be challenging you to examine your most important relationships in light of her words.  At the end of the month, you’ll have a copy of the entire poem.

“You are gusts of gentleness
Cool, swift movements of grace.
                                     My wind
You are drops of truth
Wet, clean pieces of trust.
                                     My rain
You are rays of strength
Warm, long moments of faith.
My sun
You are shades of safety
Green, sheltered canopies of peace.
                                       My tree   
You are heights of radiance
Blue, calm spaces of kindness.
                                        My sky
You are acres of freedom
Fresh, new blades of courage. 
                                         My grass.
You are blankets of promise
Soft, comfortable layers of protection
                                          My bed
You are an ocean of love
Deep, strong currents of beauty.
                                          My Heart

Envision these beautiful metaphors.

Picture wide acres of green grass some new blades just pushing up toward the sun, still new and tender.

Imagine walking leisurely in sun drenched, open space…more than enough room to roam and relax free of noise, confinement and commotion.


At least sometime, is it like this to be around you?

Are you a ball of nervous energy making lots of demands;  always in a rush?

When is the last time your spouse, kids or friends found time with you was relaxing, cozy, slow paced and refreshing?

Can others show you the vulnerable new blades of growth that are fresh, fragile and tender?

Or do you believe others will never change?

Take some time to just read through this entire poem and ask God to make you this kind of lover.


Milan & Kay

Next Week: Next stanza of my friend’s beautiful poem.