Thursday, May 20, 2010
on my doorstep
new baby in her arms
plus banana muffins and homemade cinnamon rolls.
Just wanted us to know they are praying for our family.
I blinked back tears.
Thank you, Brandy.
My sister and sister-in-law
Sat in my living room
Surrounded by a mountain of rubbermaid tubs
For nine million reasons I'm thankful for these women.
Since deciding to do this new, crazy thing
I feel especially needy
Like a hurting child..unsure...
Desperately needing to be reminded that there is no airplane that could ever fly us outside of God's gaze.
Please Jesus...tell me it's true. Tell me that story again..the one where you say you'll never leave us.
Tell me again and again and again.
Till I know it by heart
Like Good Night Moon.
In the moments when panic and sadness overwhelm me
hold me underwater
sit on my chest like a box of bricks
the only way I find my way to the surface
is to remember that the God who said "leave this all behind" is the God who knows the total number of hairs that sit on top of every Hendrick head.
In my neediness...
Heaven's love whispered comfort
through the sound of a doorbell
and the living room laughter of my loving family.
I am a child who feels held. Assured. Loved.