GOD’S REACH – a poem by Cynthia Cady Stanton


Sometimes I feel as if
I am in a favorite pocket of yours.
Once and a while,
you reach in and touch me –
and I am remembered again.
You may adjust me a bit,
smoothing my edges and
moving me about inside the pocket,
your touch comforting
as you bring me to new places
for my learning.
When the time is right,
you lift me up and out
and I feel the rush of freedom knitted with
the warmth of grace
as you hold me in your hand.
You look at me,
and I look at you.
And I remember again
what home feels like.
Then you place me back
into your pocket
for easy reaching later.
I am your treasure
and in your keeping –
you keep me safe from harm.
One day, I know
your lift up
and into the light
will mean I get to stay.
My vision will be clear then
and so will my reflection
of you.


Cynthia Cady Stanton is a hospice chaplain, writer, and speaker. Her inspirational blog, Becoming and Beholding, can be described as “an exploration of a personal journey of awakening.” She is currently available to provide spiritual services and counseling to those in need.

Blog: BecomingAndBeholding.com
Professional Site: CynthiaCadyStanton.com


  1. Thanks so much for publishing this, Sarah! I really appreciate it. Be well, Cynthia


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  2. Beautiful poem with a wise conclusion!


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