'A Woman's Purse'
Written and Recited by Mackenzie Millward
They say the eyes are windows to the soul
But ask any women who really knows,
Whether for better, or for the very worse
A better way inside is through a women’s purse.
Whether a designer bag or one filled with toys
Snacks and general items for silencing noise
The truth remains and the truth stands hard
Whatever the contents we are all Daughters of God.
A busy mother fills her tote with things needed for
The baby and the kids, carpool and church.
A nurturing soul, no doubt, prepared to offer help.
A tear subdued, a bandaged knee, no thought for herself.
Some may say it’s a thankless task
For a child’s years are gone too fast.
But those of us who truly know
Understand that it’s a special role.
A college student, learned but very poor
She lugs around her posessions with her.
‘The rise and Fall of Rome’ a pencil or pen.
Three dollars left from the money she’s spent.
It’s true that her life is hectic and full
But at least it will never be dull.
Her tired eyes shine with a pure, golden light
As she does all she can to follow Christ.
Others still are no strangers to the work force.
Be it a teacher, executive, cashier or nurse.
A lunch to go, a cell phone charged, a key for the door.
Balancing all that she is seems no problem for her.
But sometimes life becomes too much
Which somehow makes us feel we're not enough.
What an idea! If our true selves knew
We would forever fight for the truth.
Our bags may be heavy, much energy’s lost
But is anything heavier than a wooden cross?
The Savior knows our yokes and lives
And promises to make our burdens light.
So be of good cheer, laugh and love
Keep you eye on the ball, but your sights above.
Pack you bag with courage to endure
And know you’re never alone with your Savior standing there.
