Just. Three. Words.

This picture is truly worth a thousand words...

Peace. Power. Perseverance.

#LifeGiven

Monday Meditation

"Patience is a virtue that carries a lot of wait."

~Anonymous

Traveling the road to your destiny, the "wait" sign appears...sparingly at first.  

Soon it begins popping up more frequently. 

Do not ignore it!

 What if you misread the sign(s)? 

What if you are exactly where you are supposed to be?

Yes. You. Must. Work.

Yes. You. Must. Keep. Going.

but...

You must trust God to be your GPS through the peaks, valleys, and wilderness.

No one likes to wait. Waiting means trusting God's plan, timing, and way without a road map.

Scary thought, huh? 

Scarier Thought: Looking back, learning that God had something better in store.

Suffer. Learn. Grow.

#NoMoreDetours

#Note2Self

Dear Cordelia, Smile

"After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem their is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer." 

~William R. Alger

Dear Cordelia,

Your struggle is real, but it's a small part

of your unwritten story; know this in your heart.

Crying is cleansing, you're stronger than you think.

Pain births power in every tear's blink.

Don't be fooled, strength not weakness is the link. 

Press on & watch God meet you at the brink.

You're not easily broken, but too easily bound.

the longer you hide, the harder to be found.

Shed your shackles, they're not worthwhile.  

Delayed isn't a denial, only a fiery trial.

Just continue wearing that smile.

Suffer. Learn. Grow.

#ReadySetFly

      

      

      

   

Wounded Spirit

Battered, beaten, and bruised – a tortured soul, used and abused.

Flawed, forgotten, and fallen from the sky…

 Wings broken; this angel no longer flies.

Winded and weary with watery eyes, jilted and judged, she can’t seem to rise.

Thoughts unpure of pain unresolved, cutting so deeply, heart weak and uninvolved.

Marred, scarred, and damaged at her core.

 Guilt Shame Anger Rejection seeping from every pore;

   lusting to be loved, now and ever more.

All that’s left is an ugly, eye sore…

 oozing pain, dripping unbelief – everything seems unsure.

           Living has become a chore...

Cold and content, ice feignly in those veins – sensitivity and sincerity scarcely remains.

Setting scorn aside, caring & sharing right on,

 Suffering Learning Growing, until inferiority is gone.

Battle tested, tried, and true –

With His strength, she made it through…

Her journey back may be a  minute, wings restored – loving without limit.

Swirling sorrows will not fill her tomorrows.

Flight plans prepared though somewhat timid…

“FAITH TRUMPS FEAR”, shouted this Wounded Spirit.

#WoundedSpirit

Wandered, Where I Was Wednesday

Ponder this for a moment...

Where did your mind take you?

Will you get there?

What is stopping you?

Self-sabotage much?

Where could you be?

The answers to these questions may be bold, ugly truths, but they're YOUR bold, ugly truths. 

Corie's Clause:

Your struggle is an isolated part of your story that insulates your mind, body, and spirit.  

#SufferLearnGrow

Witty Wednesday

At 5:30 AM, this little person climbed into my bed and snuggled up beside me.

She said in a sleepy voice, "Morning mommy, come closer, hold me like a baby. Love you."

Needless to say, my day began with some laughs, love, positive thoughts and prayers.

 I am committed to looking at it daily and starting with God and positivity. I read my scripture, prayed, and spoke positive thoughts for today. 

At some point, I hope to add writing to my list of morning tasks. 

Moving right along...

Kam & I head out to Summer Camp. 

We pulled up beside an ambulance. 

When the light turned green, I pulled off.  

Kam says, "Mommy, pull over. The ambulance has two lights on." I looked at the top and listened for sirens to make sure I wasn't tripping (LOL). She was referring to the brake lights. I replied, "No baby, when the lights are flashing at the top and sirens ringing then we pull over." She says, "That's when they are going to take care of a little boy or little girl, Mommy, and you can't be in the way." *insert huge cheesy grin* "Yes Kam, that is correct. good job."

I was in awe of her wits this morning. 

This reminded me that as much as I teach her, she is teaching me. 

She  makes me better. 

#StudentBecomesTheTeacher