A friend that moved her with us wrote this. Thought it was very telling of where we (us and them) are at after it all. If you know us you know what "it" is.


"Feels like my heart's been bruised for awhile, it's a blue deep bruise. The deep clouds hang low to me, gray, and often they linger by dimming the company with me. Around a table I gaze at the faces who long to live, long to breathe. Away from the air that's fallowed us here. A hush in our hearts leaves constant pauses of words unknown to say yet all feeling the same. But bruised we can't stay for we know that God holds another day!"


For the past 3 years it has felt like I have been living in the book of Psalms, constant up and downs. I've experenced loss, disapointment, betrayal, and borderline depression. I sat here and read this poem relating to all that was written, and I couldn't get past the "we can't stay for we know that God holds another day!". See if you know me the fact that that line is all peppy, rhymes and sounds all Christian-ease would make me cringe. Since it didn't I think its a good sign. Not that everything is over with but that there is hope. There always has been but now I and able to see a small glimmer of it. I still have a ways to go....but there is hope.

"...Hope in the face of difficulty, hope in the face of uncertainty, the audacity of hope: In the end, that is God's greatest gift to us, the bedrock of this nation, a belief in things not seen, a belief that there are better days ahead." President Barack Obama.

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