EXODUS

Jun 6, 2012

June is my Exodus. I’m making it so. Months ago during prayer, I felt God telling me to hold on until June. Things will get better in June.

The last year, the last month have been the proverbial one thing after another and now that it’s June, it’s time to put on a new hat and a new attitude… and get outta Dodge!

Change doesn’t have to be dramatic or traumatic. It can come simply by looking in a different direction. Seeing the shadows dance on the wall instead of hiding in the corner. Watching the leaves blow in the breeze instead of counting the ones already fallen to the ground. Making pies out of mud and reclaiming that childhood wonderment when the world wasn’t any larger than the backyard.

But even with change, some things stay the same. Like the love I have for my family. And the love we have from our Head of Household. Even in these very difficult times, God has been with us, loving us, caring for us, comforting us.

And He will continue to Lead us.

EXODUS
[originally written June 14, 1999]

Stay where you are, here with me
Leave the dirt behind
Don’t you know who I am?
I am the God of your Fathers,
I am the God of You.

I know your troubles, I’ve seen your pain
But your destiny is greater
I am bringing you to a better place
Just put your trust in me
I’ve been with you so far, so far
Will I not stay until the end?
I am the God of your Future
I am the God of You.

I am the Wonderful Everything
I send my angels before
Leave behind what is behind
Look on to me ahead
Don’t you know who you are?
I have chosen you, My people
Let me be the God of you.
I want to be the God of you.
I am the God of you.

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And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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With Honors

Jun 5, 2012 | 2 comments

Yup. That’s my girl.

My tiny baby.

The one I would die for.

The one I sacrifice for.

The one I’m proud of.

People tell me what a great job I’ve done.

All I did was drive her to school.

She did the rest.

She studied.

She attended.

She applied.

She worked.

She worked hard.

She did it.

She graduated.

And I am in awe of who I now see when I look at her.

She is no longer my baby.

She is a young lady.

She is tough.

She endures.

She reaches, and she grasps, and she completes.

And she is amazing.

She is no longer my baby.

She is now my baby who just Graduated.

And I’m so very stinkin’ proud.

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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I Don’t Know What to Write About.

Jun 4, 2012 | 2 comments

I don’t know what to write about tonight.
I could tell stories of barefeet and patio mice.
I could regale you with ideas and thoughts
of something amazing, beautiful, and nice.

But I don’t know what that would be.
So I sit here and click the keys instead
Trying to make sense and order and something worthwhile
Of all the mismatched thoughts in my head.

Young women moving on with smiles and tears
And family visits, celebrations and chatter
That always lead to deeper talks,
Conversations and much laughter.

Television Marathons of my favorite shows
And iTunes uploads of television themes
And The Sound of Music still playing in my head.
And kittens and catnip and flowers and strings.

I cannot make sense of the things in my head
For there’s much more in there still coming to light
And with all the distractions of life going on
I just don’t know what to write about tonight.

And Frankly, My Dear… that’s all she wrote!

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