forward

It's strange to harbor a mellow heart
pressed by the couriers of time to grow up fast
tiredness has taken harborage within these youthful bones
but I've a new rendition of joy
my words have all skirted away
at the precipice of this new beginning
my plans--sealed letters, I mail away
I promised You I'd go

Faithful One,
bind me with the cords of Your steadfast love
I dare not stray from Your will
My heart You've tried
try me, again
that I may be found faithful and true

Angst I sift as I weigh my sight
but I hold a stringent conviction:
that You are the same as yesterday
today, and thus forever

I will not fear
Your arms firm on my shoulders
one step forward
I check to confirm
reassured by Your gaze unwavering

where You lead me, I will go
I am willing
yes, I am willing

Birdy

My dear,
Your face was less foggy than the days before today.
I wish I could speak all the words I will say.
My mommy heart can see your almond-brown eyes,
and I bet you hair's raven black.

I've tried writing you letters,
but my words all dissolve,
and I feel so very young.

Birdy,
Have other mommies broken your little wings instead of giving you kisses at night?

I'll give you kisses,
Birdy, hold tight!

Lord, protect my little girl's life!
Bless her and keep her safe, tonight.

I'm coming, Princess, as soon as I can.
You'll be safe in my arms in a jiffy, alright?

To you, Maynard

Brother,
here's to adventures.
up a ladder
through the catwalk
insulation packed heavily
like dust collected over years of neglect
To knocking on the door
of our friends Ben and Jerry
Ice-cream scoops too big for our cones
and a discussion
over the importance of water fountains
Here's to learning how to drink water--
correctly.
To sea-salt doughnuts
Veggie Tales and Spaghetti O's
To your thoughtful words
and abundant gifts--of which I can't repay
Here's to minutes passed and
adventures yet to come
Thank you,
for being my friend.

my confession

I'd rather die than waste my life,
and I will not be content to be only self-sustaining.
Tear me from all I love, Jesus, if You must.
Just let me be worthy of serving You.
I want to waste my life for the Kingdom.
Lord, there is nothing I love above You.
Where do You want me?
I will go. Please send me.

I see the prison in the eyes of the lady at Dillons--
feel the hurt of a daughter not yet my own.
My heart breaks at the shame of those who'll sit at my table.
Lord, just let me love.
Lead me, I will follow.
At the cross, I lay my heart, my vision.
You are Lord.