more ‘lessons’, or, Journaling from the Journey 🙂
Lord make me strong to endure
I don’t want gifts,
I want kindness.
Lord deliver me!
God help me to do Your will.
God deliver me.
I try to understand them.
I also care about myself.
Lord make me strong to endure.
April 30, 2017
Lots of ideas;
Very little in the way of solutions.
And as she lay there, legs outstretched,
one hand laying on her belly near her book and her eyeglasses,
the other arm laying over and atop her head to ease her pains,
she heard the voices of children
as she recalled days with her own.
Her eyes had become too heavy to keep open,
and wondering why she must still live, she drifted into the memories.
The bright yellow flowers have been out all the day today,
perhaps because of the early rains.
A solo white flower beckons to her from a few feet away. She wants to pluck it to take in with her, and yet it wouldn’t / doesn’t seem right to do so.
(maybe someday I’ll actually be able to write the novel that I’ve always intended to write… or maybe my son-in-law, the other writer, will take my notes and do it for me someday? I still dream of making it happen.)