Monday, June 28, 2010

Greenness

There is green outside the glass
Of my window.




There is peace beyond the veil
Of myself.



Why don't I break the glass?
Why don't I tear the veil?

Why don't I step outside 
To where He's standing 


With a sword and a shield?


Why don't I begin?

Friday, June 11, 2010

My sister

... are there words to describe her?




She is... my sister


She is always there.  Always with an open heart.  Wanting to grow with me.  Showing her love through simple actions.



Working together during this burdensome time has been beautiful to me.  My lovely sister has been... my sister.  In the truest form.  

How can that simple word be so beautiful to me?


Because Jesus placed us in this place.  He is intertwining our hearts.


Every day... in every meal that we prepare...


In ways I never imagined. 

I love you Emma.



[and Happy Birthday you 20-year old today!!!!!]

Friday, May 21, 2010

Blessing



We were baptized last week,


All seven of us,


Beneath the water of a Texas lake,


Rejoicing beneath the wonder of God's grace.


The Lord is filling our lives with blessing.


Yes... with sorrow, and anxiety, and fear for the future.

But also with blessing.


Loved ones have coming from across the country to visit us and help us.  
People call and write, and send their love.  
I cannot begin to express my gratitude 
for all of the thoughts and prayers sent our way. 
 Thank you!  

We are blessed beyond measure.



And every evening we rest, beneath the spell of spirit-led music, 
touched by the warmth God is covering us with,
 folded tightly against his peace, 
finding it is best to be still.

He is leading us.... and he is blessing us.

For more updates on Mom's condition and progress, visit the new blog... Bless Bonny.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

I Don't Know What To Say

My fingers rest over the keys, wanting to speak, wanting to share....

But afraid, somehow, of speaking the words.

But I do want to share.  I want to tell you.



My mother has cancer.



There, I said it.  It is a rare form, a form the doctors aren't sure how to treat, and it has spread far and wide.


My world should be falling apart.  Truly it should.

But it is not.  It is not.  I'm am held tight in the hands of God.  As surely as the sun will rise tomorrow, I shall rise tomorrow.  As surely as the sun will set, I will lie down and be at peace.

Listen to our latest song.  It is the song of my heart.
They can't stop me, they can't rob me, of this peace You've overflowed.  They can't drown me out.  They can't stop this sound.  No. No. No.

Pray for us.  Pray for my Mom, that her pain will fade, and she will find rest, that she will not fear.  Pray that we will be given peace, and the courage to trust.

-Emma & Johanna

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Thinking of Mother...


and the blessing of her love...


Of her heart, of her tireless efforts
and passionate pursuit...

Of showing us God's heart
And teaching us his way
And making us his.

Our thoughts are on our mother,
and our hearts press prayers toward heaven.

Dear God, in all things, let your will be done.


-Emma and Johanna

Monday, April 12, 2010

Just Because

Because I have been neglecting you, dear friends... and because a picture is worth a thousand words.
Perhaps, when my world has stopped spinning,
Round, and round, and round,
I shall take a moment,

And tell you more.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Twilight


There is a certain magic in twilight
In the hour just before the dark of night 
Lays its hands firmly over the earth,


In the smoky dusk of the falling day,
In the remembrances of what lies behind us
In preparing for what stands ahead.



It takes a certain strength to live this life,
To push aside the hands that scramble to bar our way,
To release the moisture that wells inside our eyes,
To let our hearts go.


Twilight is the place for that,
Just before the darkness falls,
Just before the candle we hold before us
Is snuffed out...

And we are left with our hands held out
To grasp the arms of God
The sunlight, warm against our backs...
The darkness, its whisper against our faces like a gift.

Because we know, that there 
In the darkness,
In the very depths of our solitude,
In the midnight of our fears,
We will find Him.


And we will love Him
More than we ever have before.