Devotional – July 18, 2025

In honor of the legacy of Andrea Gibson, poet laureate of Colorado, who died of cancer this week, I offer the following quote and a poem of theirs:

“Before I die, I want to be somebody’s favorite hiding place, the place they can put everything they know they need to survive, every secret, every solitude, every nervous prayer, and be absolutely certain I will keep it safe. I will keep it safe.”

“You can walk through life

believing everything is a miracle,”

my therapist said, paraphrasing

Einstein long ago. 

“Or you can walk through life

believing nothing is a miracle.

Whatcha gonna choose?”

“Everything is a miracle!”

I say these days, but that 

wasn’t my answer in the past. 

Why did I go so long believing

I owed this world my disappointment?

“I hate it here,”

writes every other

person online.

But I love it here.

“I love it here,” I whisper

to the sky at 1am, while

standing on my upstairs porch. 

“I love it here,” I whisper

into my doctor’s stethoscope,

so she can finally hear my heart.

May they rest in power and in peace. 

Peace Be With You. – Paul