November 2, 2012

My Journey to God

Small but Mighty

It was but a tiny flame
that brought the whole house to the ground.
It was such a little rudder
that steered the ship rough rocks around.
’Twas the snip of a single stitch
that caused the garment to collapse.
’Twas from a lonely seed
that grew a verdant forest vast.
The smallest things can render
such effects of good or ill.
And so the smallest thing we say
can nurture or can kill.
So choose your words with care—
If you can, try to bring joy.
’Tis better to say nothing
than to by your words destroy.
May the words you speak
be seeds that spread abundant life,
And like a little rudder
may your words steer all to Christ.

By Natalie Hoefer
 

(Natalie Hoefer is a member of St. Monica Parish in Indianapolis. Her poem was inspired by a Scripture passage from the Letter of St. James [Jas 3:3-12].) †

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