Oh the high
the buzz
this beautiful weekend was
and then with a large shiny anvil
bam
hits his highness
with no shyness
and God, our valiant Lord,
with a severing sword
changes it all with a word
and his attack
is just that
we parry each blow
until we know
this is our stance
this is how we will handle
this
and that
marital spat
running round and round
finally we are on solid ground
paying off debt
locked hand in hand
no more indebted to this idea by man
but pushing through
to help those we know
be able to give
so others can simply live
all these beautiful things combine
and they are mine
because they are His
no more could I wish
than these beautiful jewels
tools
tattoos on our heart
this... oh what a blessed gift this start
for the giving of the heart.
Saturday, April 16, 2016
Friday, April 15, 2016
Thursday, April 7, 2016
Life on Repeat
Swirling
swirling
swirling
drop
if only it would all stop
if only I could sleep
if only he would sleep
I am losing it
worse
I am lost
no more my own boss
but completely at a loss
the straw that broke the camels back
feels so much worse than that
as a cascading pile of sticks
that are so thick
and never ending
are finally sending
me to my grave
Lord SAVE
save save save me
this cannot be
I am not me.
swirling
swirling
drop
if only it would all stop
if only I could sleep
if only he would sleep
I am losing it
worse
I am lost
no more my own boss
but completely at a loss
the straw that broke the camels back
feels so much worse than that
as a cascading pile of sticks
that are so thick
and never ending
are finally sending
me to my grave
Lord SAVE
save save save me
this cannot be
I am not me.
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Be Gone Toilet Scum!
The toilet beckons
the shower screams
make me clean
make ME CLEAN!!!!
I lean
and quickly sprint
away from any hint
of understanding
or demanding
and rather say
um....
not
today.
or at least not now
rather write would I
till my sweet little guy cries
sharing his breath with the world
with birds
with the sky
with the grass
with the air
having him near
is being there
being in His sweet presence
My Maker and My Lord
knowing my sweet little one
was made with a Word
made with purpose
beauty
and a mind
to do things of a grand
and intentional kind
and so I sit and contemplate
this space
makes all other tasks late
but makes my heart so full
my school
Mary
and not Martha to be
and in it I am inextricably
for the moment
f r e e.............................
the shower screams
make me clean
make ME CLEAN!!!!
I lean
and quickly sprint
away from any hint
of understanding
or demanding
and rather say
um....
not
today.
or at least not now
rather write would I
till my sweet little guy cries
sharing his breath with the world
with birds
with the sky
with the grass
with the air
having him near
is being there
being in His sweet presence
My Maker and My Lord
knowing my sweet little one
was made with a Word
made with purpose
beauty
and a mind
to do things of a grand
and intentional kind
and so I sit and contemplate
this space
makes all other tasks late
but makes my heart so full
my school
Mary
and not Martha to be
and in it I am inextricably
for the moment
f r e e.............................
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