I found this poem during one of my middle of the night reading sessions. And as I am at the start of what is likely going to be a not-so-good sleep night, I am encouraged by it again. It is beautifully written. Enjoy. Further Still In that lonely place ~ No friend can go ~ No brother can help ~ No loved on can know I must crawl on ~ While you stay ~ Further still ~ Just watch and pray In that lonely place ~ The cup is fought ~ To sip the pain ~ Or choose my lot…
A note to my six-year-old story-writing self who blinked and somehow turned into a pushing-40-wife-of-the-most-amazing-husband-ever-and-mother-of-three-fantastically-wonderful-wild-and-crazy-boys. Be thankful God doesn’t always give you what you want. And to quote my friend Beth Moore (this is admittedly a quite lopsided friendship 🙂 ) “He will either bless you with what you want, or he will bless more than just you with what you did not know to want.” Preach it Beth. Clinging to those words today. PS – To the four friends whose pending departure is definitely not what this girl wants and has left a stinking annoying hole in my heart:…