Phew, what a roller coaster. The last few days ended up being about the worst I have experienced in my life so far. No over-dramaticism. I'm trying to recover today in my introverted-self way, while trying to still let myself receive from friends. It is very difficult to navigate this season of joy when you are emotionally and physically exhausted and just seriously in pain. (I don't think I am even aware of how tired I am--I just feel kind of wrung out.) I want to be real and honest about where I am at, but I don't want to dampen anyone else's happiness.
Tomorrow I have to lead worship at church, so help me God! Actually, thanks be to God still. My drive back to Waterloo was once again good for me to "release all" and to receive from God. This song came on the radio and I'm thankful. (I'm not a huge fan when people make cheesy videos, so maybe just listen to the song!) :)
By Your Side, Tenth Avenue North
Saturday, 27 December 2008
Wednesday, 24 December 2008
This Year's Christmas Tune Fav
Not able to find a great video for this one, but here's the song that I stumbled upon this year and am digging this Christmas. It also happens to be in one of my fav keys to sing and play (capo'd). Check it out!
"How Many Kings" by Downhere
"How Many Kings" by Downhere
Tuesday, 23 December 2008
Family Foto Flashback
Leafing through some photos here and doing some up as gifts...thought I'd share some with y'all.
1980
Me and Daddy with the '81 Lynx (I think)
Me and Timmy
Mommy and Me. This is at the start of the bad hair era
Four Generations. Five if you count Judy, my adopted daughter from the Cabbage Patch
Wearing Christmas wreaths. I think I'd like to make a Christmas card out of this or something!
1980
Me and Daddy with the '81 Lynx (I think)
Me and Timmy
Mommy and Me. This is at the start of the bad hair era
Four Generations. Five if you count Judy, my adopted daughter from the Cabbage Patch
Wearing Christmas wreaths. I think I'd like to make a Christmas card out of this or something!
Monday, 22 December 2008
A poem
I'm at The Beach again and instead of a miserable rant, I have a hopeful poem to share--reflecting my present feelings and some Christmas carol lyrics floating around.
The clouds have lifted
There is still light
Awake this morning
A restful night
Heavy shadows
Pierced by the dawn
Unrealized burden
Until it's gone
Dismayed no longer
You knew my need
You know my weakness
You do not sleep
Hunger for words
Refreshing and new
Tidings of comfort
And joy from You
Peace on the earth
And in my heart
All is not well
But it's a start
Expectant hope
For each new week
Comforted waiting
Knowing You speak
The clouds have lifted
There is still light
Awake this morning
A restful night
Heavy shadows
Pierced by the dawn
Unrealized burden
Until it's gone
Dismayed no longer
You knew my need
You know my weakness
You do not sleep
Hunger for words
Refreshing and new
Tidings of comfort
And joy from You
Peace on the earth
And in my heart
All is not well
But it's a start
Expectant hope
For each new week
Comforted waiting
Knowing You speak
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