Mammy used to make
home-made soup
when I was wee.

There always seemed to be
a flurry of activity at the start
as leeks were sliced,
celery was snipped
and barley-o was rinsed.
Then, a huge saucepan of soup
would be set on the wee ring
of our gas cooker.
There it would stay,
for what seemed like ages,
until the soup was, eventually,
ready.

It always seemed to take forever!

This morning
I’ve been thinking about
a special intention.
I’ve been praying about it
intensely
for the past few months.

Initially
there was a flurry of activity
and definite signs of progress.
But recently
it’s all gone quiet
and I can sense the people concerned
starting to lose heart.

And as I think about this,
into my head pops the image
of a huge saucepan of soup,
being gently heated
on wee, back ring
of our gas cooker.

I sense My God reassuring me,
telling me,
“It’s okay, Claire –
I’ve got this.
It’s all under control!”

I relax,
grateful for this gentle reminder
that this special intention
is safely in My God’s hands
and that all will be well.
It’s just going to take longer
than I had first expected –
just like the huge saucepans
of home-made soup
that Mammy used to make.

© Claire Murray, 5/11/15