The Gift Of Life

Life is life 

And death 

And joys 

And sorrows. 

Grief 

And comfort. 

Bitterness

And forgiveness. 

Meant-to-bes

And not meant-tos. 

Hopes dashed 

And dreams fulfilled. 

Coincidences 

That aren’t coincidences. 

Timing 

And seasons. 

Victories 

And defeats

And decisions 

And consequences. 

Weaknesses

And exhaustions

Strengths 

And tenacities. 

Help & gift-ed hope 

From our Aarons & Hurs 

When like Moses, we can no longer lift our arms 

Not on our own. 

Words & gestures & showing up 

Lifting up & laboring 

With nothing expected in return.

Prayers of power from the outside

When whispering our own is all we can muster. 

Thank you Jesus. 

Life ebbs & it flows 

And swells & crashes. 

Like the craziest unbelievably wonderfully twisted glorious epic thing that it is. 

It is a privilege to live it –

It is privilege to grieve

And to rejoice 

That is love. 

The highest thing 

And what causes us to pay the highest prices – 

What. A. Gift. 

To live outside ourselves & our own tiny worlds

To touch the lives of others

That is living- 

To be his hands and feet.

I do deep-down want to grow old in all of this 

Even on days when I don’t. 

Much more love & living y’all, 

Bonnie 

 

(image courtesy of dayswillpass-and-come.blogspot.com)

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s