Take determined steps.
Determined to release the weight of your burdens.
Determined to secure the beginning that awaits you.
Determined to hold tight to the beauty that you know is ahead.
You've been chosen to keep going.
Oh yes, the night is quick and ever present.
But the dawn awaits you.
Angels will watch your sleep.
They will keep you safe, if you welcome them in.
I will hold your head and find your hand.
Everything will be all right.
Fill me, O God.
Let all that I do be to Your glory.
Let all that I say be filled Your gentleness.
Let my hands be used to reach out in kindness.
Fill me, O God.
Empty me of bitterness.
Empty me of selfishness.
Empty me of pride.
Fill me, O God.
Dearest Father,
Help me to forgive too often.
Help me to forgive others before they ask.
Help me to forgive others when they do not ask.
Amen.
There is a sweetness
A joy that must pour
Out of us like an alluring breeze
It must be shared
It must be shown
Or it will end with us
It will be buried with our dust
Unless.
Unless we open ourselves
And let it be shown.
I don’t really go full circle.
My life barrels forward, usually in fast forward, until I fall down exhausted or God’s beauty stops me in my tracks.
I then have moments of reflection. Moments of wandering back over the timeline of my life until one moment bursts into color. I feel the emotion of that moment completely, as if it is happening right this minute. Then, I drift back into now.
This movement along my timeline creates beautiful rainbows, arcs of wonderful moments that spur me onward down my path.
Staunch unsightly walls encompass me.
I only want to sleep.
My words fail to be kind or meaningful or coherent.
Shadows are everywhere.
They hide the light from my wanting heart.
I am crying out to be found.
I lament and whisper praise out of a heart that wants to be gently obedient.
Find me, dear Father.
Please find me.
Sweetness fluttering around me.
Letters in the mail.
Words from friends.
Smiles and waves.
Hugs.
Gentle squeezes of my hand by my dearest.
My heart overflows.
And I am slowly emerging still a mother. Still in love with my family.
~Songs Kate Sang, October 18th 2010
Sometimes you take hold of a task, willing it to start
Sometimes the date for the task comes and goes, whizzing by you in the dark
Sometimes you are so disappointed with yourself
Sometimes you cry to yourself in the dark alley of your heart
And then
Sometimes
You hear a drum beat in the distance
You have a choice to run, pounding your chest to that drum
You have a choice to fold your hands in your lap
But
I choose to run towards the beat of the drum
I choose to throw my hands overhead and wave to the passerbys
I choose to smile and plead with others to come with me
Whatever task you are late to
Whatever you long to take hold of
Join me
Stand up tall and strong and run to the beat
Knowing I will meet you there
~Kate, Songs Kate Sang
This beautiful trumpet vine bowed and danced gracefully in front of the sunset, giving me the perfect view.
I want to always remember to bow humbly to let others see what it is that is shining through me.
O Lord.
Help me to softly turn in Grace.
Bend my heart to Your Ways.
Strip my distractions away from my clinging hands.
Fill my days with your Mercy.
Fill my moments with your Love.
Help me overflow to the world around me,
as the winter rain renews our hope for sunlight.
I spin in circles…
Not as a young child twirls
Not as a lovely yellow umbrella between the fingers of a lady
But as a dry blanket of dust, searching for my soul to be made full.
I look over my shoulder…
Wanting to be appreciated by my peers
Wanting to be admired by strangers and those who know me well
But I find emptiness in my efforts.
I drop to my knees…
Alone, empty and seeking
I lift my eyes upward…
Feeling peace and calm
Feeling the rest that only giving your cares over can bring
And I find my value rests in Him alone
