takingstockofwhatmattersmost:

plumsandberries:

trying
to conceal
wounds
with poetry

trying
to reconcile
wounds
with poetry 

trying
to heal
wounds
with poetry

Taking Stock…The Things That Matter Most: my body…broke insideso no one can seebut i know now i will be finei’m…

takingstockofwhatmattersmost:

my body…broke inside
so no one can see
but i know now i will be fine
i’m on my knees…finally me

i look to the Heavens
my arms spread open wide
sometimes Faith takes time
for those who are broke…inside

He see’s what others cannot
He accepts my faults from above
He takes my hand and leads me home
He sacrificed His Son to show His love

He is my refuge and my fortress
He is where my strength comes from
He protects me in the shadow of His wings
He cares for me, loves me
He forgives me again and again
He provides for the sparrows
and also for me and my boys
I am thankful
So very thankful
What a journey it has been
Climbing mountains so steep
Wandering in the vast wilderness
Desert dry as we sought an oasis
Mountains moved by Faith
Paths appearing where there seemed no way
Hope springing eternal
A fount of many blessings
Through it all we pray
Renewal in the final weeks
Walking through the valley
of the shadow of death
God’s promises are real
His covenants
He goes before you
He prepares the way
Fear not
Do not be ashamed
He will never leave you
Pray “Your will, not mine”
Be still
and know that He is God
The God of Moses
The God of Daniel
The God of David
Father of Jesus
He is our Father
in Heaven
He is there
He will heal your heart
Trust Him today

October 27, 2013
two months and a day since my husband died

Taking Stock…The Things That Matter Most: my body…broke insideso no one can seebut i know now i will be finei’m…

takingstockofwhatmattersmost:

eyes open to a new day

birds chirping softly from still barren branches

and mornings dew still collects on windows

with a slight chill still in the air 

spring is about to burst open upon us all

and beauty will return to this earth

flowers will fragrance and bees will gather

children will run and jump and laugh and play

drink this all in and smile to yourself

because inside you it can always be spring

the In Between

In reply to the question I posed in, “I think too much”, earlier today 

takingstockofwhatmattersmost wrote, “You must walk along the razors edge of reading and writing…not to mention family, friends, work, etc.”

I cut myself on razors. 

I am not good at juggling. 

I am not good at balancing. 

I am not good at boundary setting.

I tend to be All or Nothing.

All in.

Or all out.

A Balanced Life is the In Between. 

Striving for that. 

May take a whole lifetime to achieve it. 

I’m having a hard time with this lesson. 

Hoping I have more ahead of me, than the years I’ve lived to date.

© 2011 Turquoise Tangles