To My Secret People, This One's For You
To My Secret People,
Some of you I actually don’t know your names. You secret
people who were the Lord’s voice of Love. The secret people who over the past
several years were responsible for the checks in the mail when I didn’t know
how I would pay for my car insurance. The people who invited me over for
dinner, not knowing I had no food in the fridge. The ones who let me live with
you, crash on your couch, cry on your shoulder, or called me out of the blue to
see if I was okay. The ones who gave seemingly random advice or told a story
that was responsible for the next step in the journey. Then there were the
prayers uttered in my presence or the secret ones I’ll never know about. The
encouragement, the text messages, the cards or goodies in the mail, picking up
the check, giving me a discount, helping me with my car—all of it was
responsible for any concept I now have of God’s love.
This weekend, I graduated with honors from Covenant Theological
Seminary. I dedicate this to you, My Secret People.
This one’s for you.
Love,
Katherine