“The mantle of motherhood can feel like the weight of a universe and raising a child is to be entrusted with a bit of eternity. Would I be fool enough to take the matter lightly? The charge of a small child is no small charge and you’ll have to charge the gates of heaven to hold back the forces of hell.”
i just found these folks today…..IN LOVE!!!!!!
yes yes yes yes yes!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
1.love
Love is an incredibly powerful word. When you’re in love, you always want to be together, and when you’re not, you’re thinking about being together because you need that person and without them your life is incomplete.
This love is unconditional affection with no limits or conditions: completely loving someone. It’s when you trust the other with your life and when you would do anything for each other. When you love someone you want nothing more than for them to be truly happy no matter what it takes because that’s how much you care about them and because their needs come before your own. You hide nothing of yourself and can tell the other anything because you know they accept you just the way you are and vice versa.
It’s when they’re the last thing you think about before you go to sleep and when they’re the first thing you think of when you wake up, the feeling that warms your heart and leaves you overcome by a feeling of serenity. Love involves wanting to show your affection and/or devotion to each other. It’s the smile on your face you get when you’re thinking about them and miss them.
Love can make you do anything and sacrifice for what will be better in the end. Love is intense,and passionate. Everything seems brighter, happier and more wonderful when you’re in love. If you find it, don’t let it go.
That word is love.
-Sophocles
GREAT FRIDAY
There came a day…
one day…
thousands of years ago.
A day that the world waited patiently for,
for thousands of years prior.
THE DAY that freed us all.
THE DAY that opened gates,
broke chains,
reconciled,
redeemed,
restored,
and remade reality.
REBIRTH.
Weak legs carried the worlds weight.
Soft skin split by hard whips.
Gentle spirit taunted.
Beaten, bruised, abused.
Metal spikes pierced cold flesh.
Lungs collapsed with blood.
The sweat of sin dripped down kind eyes.
And we call this GOOD.
Good Friday.
I call this GRACE.
GIVING.
MORE THAN GOOD.
This day love died…
only to patiently await its return…
three. days. later.
I CALL THIS GREAT.
Great Friday.
Sometimes all it takes is a simple guesture…
a smile,
a wink,
a hello…
maybe even arms outstretched to embrace.
embrace the lonely
embrace the broken
embrace the heavy hearted
embrace that which needs the embrace
and the simplest of guesture
the smallest of movements
show there’s concern
and thought
and care
to show another their worth
albeit ever so small
or greater than the mountains in your life
to show value
and love
when even we feel unlovely
so many sit alone
sit afraid
sit in angusih
not because of food
or shelter
or belongings lacked….
value
they lack value
when will we fully put others before us
to show that others matter
no matter how big or small our problems are
we care about another’s to place ours aside
and listen
hear
reach out in love
embrace
smile
call
love.
dreams
two a.m. and im awake
awake thinking of the day
thinking of the tomorrow
and all of the yesterdays
spending hours before bed talking to Him
asking for vision
clarification
answers
asking Him to speak with a voice that shakes the heavens
through my dreams
to counsel me in the night
and He answers
He always does…
vivid scenes float about my mind
and colors ablaze
i see clearly
these visions are crisp and clean
as they whisper to my spirit
penetrating my soul
not always can i interpret
not always do i try
but thanks i give to Him who deserves
for speaking to these deaf ears
for binding this broken heart
for healing this wounded soul
as i sleep
doing that which I can not accomplish awake
so i thank
branches bent beneath the weight of the wind
leaves falling away in the soft flow of the breeze
God breathing life…
time stands still.
perched in comfort on this old tattered porch
wood sinking down into the earth
life worn showing…
time stands still.
its these moments that speak so loudly in silence
its these moments that heal pains & reduce scars.
its these moments that teach us to
relax & breathe
as time stands still.
