sitting here quickly this morning
before the women
who've loved me
come for brunch
looking for a photo
with the intent of using it to accompany my newest favorite prayer
instead coming across
postings from this time
four years ago
...four years ago....
it hadn't even entered my realm of consciousness
that this is where we are
in my little life's liturgical cycle
the world has turned
there is a toddler on wheels biting his tongue
now
pedaling down streets and navigating around corners
and smiles
not tears
the world has turned
as a voice ever silent
forms words
asking
for a spoken change in dinner table conversation
and we are brave and kind
in our pain and passion
no longer scared
no longer broken
the world has turned
my years of hand holding
my little ministry
about to be bought up by profit making
something new
surely is spinning round
the world has turned
and the balance required
somehow has been achieved
we're all still pedaling our little legs off
but we're focused
just beyond the turn
just beyond
our destination
that place in the Heart of God
that place in His arms
lost and found
carried home
not to 'be beat'
but home to
extreme, extraordinary, exuberant, abundant, adoring, affectionate, life-giving, un-ending love
the Lord is my shepherd
there is nothing I shall want
He makes me to lie down in green pastures
He leads by still water
He restores my soul
He leads me in the paths of righteousness
for His names sake
though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
I will fear no evil
for You are with me
Your rod and Your staff they comfort me
You prepare a table before me
in the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil
my cup overflows
surely goodness and kindness
will follow me
all the days of my life
and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord
forever
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