May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.
Sometimes Mama needs to take off the cape.
The wonder(ful) woman doesn’t need it to
be loved and beloved. The length and breadth
of her to-do and is-done list won’t add a single
solitary day to her life at the end. There is no
‘bonus score’ or ‘credit balance’ just a question
“Did you see the small things in your rush to
do the big? Did you fly over the memories
and do you miss their comfort now? Have
you any idea how I longed for you to just
lean on Me?” I think God will ask these of
us when we stand before Him. Our pile of
shiny busy deeds fading away against His
scrapbook of memories and moments
lost in the rush, the hurry the no time for
punctuation world that we are rushing
through…[pause here to catch your breath]
Slow down. Breathe. Seeds can be rushed.
They grow. Through hard and dark. And
sometimes too wet or too dry. And they
don’t make any sense until they are up
and don’t many any money (ask a farmer)
until they are clear of the field and in the
bin. There to wait the market. The last go.
Slow down. Take off the cape. Relax.
Play games. Finger paint. Bake a cake.
Take photos with the good camera.
Let a child take some of you. See how
you look through their eyes. It will
be a surprise. Read a goofy book.
Miss a call. Miss two. Send silly texts.
Celebrate little things in a big way.
If hindsight is 20/20 then I don’t want to look back.
I can’t handle seeing all that I missed in my rush
to be busy, to ‘git er dun’ and be done. I want to
love these days, these moments, easy and hard
the dusty and dirty, the clean and ‘date night’.
I want to dance while baking cookies. And let
it be to my 80’s bands that my country boy
doesn’t really get. Or want to admit to getting!
When we are looking for someone to lean on,
it is easy to seeking a friend. And we should.
But we can’t forget that there is someone
so much closer, waiting, and ready. He is
always available. He is always there. And
He is the one who makes us strong in our
weakness. I forget that. I get mad. I get my
knots all knickered up. Then I breathe. My
son reminds me smiles give me ‘pretty
wrinkles’ and frowns are not a happy thing.
My husband hugs me and gives me THAT
smile. The little things that make the world
go round are the ones we need to look for.
The ones we need to enjoy. The ones that
are easy to miss and can mean the world.
Brian is tending bar at dVerse tonight for Open Link Night. He talked about doing the right thing and missing something else equally or more important. He waxed very poetic actually. It was inspiring. Stop by, read it and then journey over to see what our other amazing poets have contributed. If you are new, join us! Post something, I’ll come to visit.