I sit shocked with a compassionate heart. Struggling for change seems like a game, and we're not willing participants.
Yesterday, we sisters, all mothers, talked about our personal struggles. What's been keeping us from charging forward? Our grown kids who manipulated our lives to cater to them. Or a piece-a-man in our so-called relationships.
We said we were done catering to others and neglecting ourselves. Finished! It's our time--not theirs. They've had their day. No respect do we get from them anyway. We made up our minds. We will win this time.
Then life tossed its own course. A beloved family member died the same day. What about our struggles? Who threw that rock?
The enemy who heard us speak of change. How will we maintain now that we're in pain, grieving from our deepest parts? Love conquers evil. We must look to God and continue on.
Another obstable course. But, our journey has not ended. Just altered with another twist designed to kill.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
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Child Deserted
ReplyDeleteHello Daddy
where you been
didn't even know
you were like the wind
tryin' to make a living
you say
Although I knew
you were full of hay
just got married yesterday
didn't even know her
before today
This is too much for my skull
Life in this home is becoming dull
Bad children you are
she explained
My daddy was to blame
Don't want to bring him to shame
but getting married was really lame
All of this could have been diverted
if the child
you never deserted
Bing
Thank you for this site. Your blog really makes me write down my feelings that I had inside for many years.