Christmas Came Early!

Merry Christmas everyone....Christmas has come early this year, and I am so excited!!!!

Sorrow

My Heart is broken for you girls...for the terrible way we've failed you.For all the bad examples we set and the lies we've led you to believe. No way for me to turn back time or, wipe the slate of your lives clean...So so sorry...in the deepest part of me...sorry. Finally realizing the price I've paid for my selfishness. Oh God, I repent, I repent....There is a scream welling up in my depths...a nashing of my teeth...Pleeeeeeeeeeeease........make this right, heal them , deliver them from us, undo the damage and set them high on a straight path... There is a way that seems right to a man but its end is the way of death.Proverbs 14:12.

I still remember you

Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Eric Lamont~
I thought about you
all day
youve been gone longer than you were here
widow,widower
orphan
titles of the grieving
but when you loose a child...there are no words for that kind of pain.

~HELD~
.. . They let him go. They had no sudden healing. To think that providence would Take a child from his mother while she prays Is appalling. Who told us we’d be rescued? What has changed and why should we be saved from nightmares? We’re asking why this happens To us who have died to live? It’s unfair. CHORUS: This is what it means to be held. How it feels when the sacred is torn from your life And you survive. This is what it is to be loved. And to know that the promise was When everything fell we’d be held. This hand is bitterness. We want to taste it, let the hatred NUMB our sorrow. The wise hands opens slowly to lilies of the valley and tomorrow. CHORUS BRIDGE: If hope is born of suffering. If this is only the beginning. Can we not wait for one hour watching for our Savior? CHORUS

My heart

Miss Kitty and Junior~My heart purrs and has fur!

A week on Hatteras Island

I've decided after a week at the beach that I want to be a vacation critic,when i grow up...go from luxury spot to luxury spot looking for ways they could improve the experience...What a contribution to society i would be !

Will the Circle be unbroken?

Generations.....................because it takes that long to get it right~

I know why the caged bird sings...

Ode to Babs :

My Aunt Barbara died friday ,Aug.1,2008, and i struggle to put into words the feelings and thoughts that death provokes in me... Its always about guilt and regret and wasted time...Im sorry, as we all are, that i didnt do more to help you out of that box of fear you lived in ...There is a Truth , you just didnt get and one i couldnt help you see because i struggle still to keep my head wrapped around Him. His grace is sufficient, why didnt you know ?

They're Blogging without me!

It's so nice to be able to peer into the lives of my loved ones, especially for us lazies, who don't like to write,can't stand the phone,nor to move too far from my coccoon! Some would say this is part of my "condition"truth be known, it is, the condition of selfishness! Ha! Life is good ,and i'm headed to the outterbanks for a week,in four days! I'm sad to miss the exciting Hillsville flea market and all my realitives, but hopefully there will be another year!! My writing is rusty. I use to do it alot , before life got so complicated and confusing ...I will work on it! Visit my page on myspace...http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=60230684