Something Comforting...

And I will be there in the end to give you comfort and to see you safely home where you'll sit beside me in all the glory of heaven

*such reassurance that our dying kids have in the knowledge that He holds their hand till the end of time*

I would rather live my life as if there is a God
And die to find out there isn't
Than live my life as if there isn't
And die to find out there is

Something I Wrote...

the words just came in church one day...
*an apt description of my life right now*

Confused

I've gone blind
And I've lost my way
As I stand at the crossroads
Unable to move myself

Suddenly the road before me
Goes all bleak
And everywhere else seems
All so much fun

And I stand confused
Where do I tread?
Am I to go forward
Or stay rooted to the spot?
Somehow going back
Doesn't seem an option at all

I've gone blind
And I've lost my way
At the crossroads of life
I stand confused

Something Special...

an answer to my question...
http://www2.caringbridge.org/ga/chance/

A Child On Loan

I’ll lend you for a little while, a child of mine, God said
For you to love the while he lives and mourn for when he’s dead.
It may be six or seven years, or forty-two or three
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He’ll bring his charms to gladden you and should his stay be brief
You’ll always have his memories as a solace in your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught below I want this child to learn.
I’ve looked this whole world over in my search for teachers true
And from the folk that crowd Life’s lane I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all your love and not think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I come to take this lent child back again?

I fancy that I heard them say “Dear God, thy will be done.
For all the joys this child will bring the risk of grief we’ll run.
We will shelter him with tenderness, we’ll love him while we may
And for all the happiness we’ve ever known, we’ll ever grateful stay.
But should the angels call him much sooner than we’d planned
We will brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.”

Anonymous

Something Blue...

what is wrong with the world these days?
children suffering...
children dying...
children going missing...

*tis is so depressing*

why does God allow so much pain to happen on such innocents?

know i understand why pregnant mums always say
"it doesn't matter boy or girl. healthy is enough."

Something Borrowed...

'kay my arse & back hurts like hell
guess that's what too much sitting does to you...

sometimes i feel i'm living on borrowed time
pretty morbid thought i'd admit
whatever it is, the fact is i'm still here by grace
may i never forget that

Something Old...

i seem to have this innate ability to screw things up
as if this isn't anything new
life is pretty sucky right now...

Something New...

don't know why i even started this
as if i'm not busy enough
just wanted to try something new i suppose...