Have You Ever

Have You Ever
Written by Shawn McDonald

Have you ever wanted to be someone else
Have you ever wanted just to be someone
Have you ever wanted to reach your dreams
Have you ever wanted life to be more than it seems
I have tasted of a love so wide
That it stops all my time
I have tasted of a love so deep
That it blows my mind
Have you ever wanted to reach up and touch the sky
Have you ever wanted to pack it up and say good-bye
Have you ever wanted someone to care
Have you ever wanted someone to be there
He is sweet, He is sweet
What your looking for
Is my sweet, sweet Jesus
What You’re looking for
Is my sweet Lord

Sunday Supper

I wondered if that was how forgiveness budded, not with the fanfare of epiphany, but with pain gathering its things, packing up, and slipping away unannounced in the middle of the night.

Khaled Hosseini; The Kite Runner p360

i am thankful…

for the blue sky. . . the bright warm sun

for a listening ear. . . and wise advice

i am thankful today because here i am exactly where God purposed. . . even if i still wonder why

Wordless Wednesday

ten places i would like to travel to:

1. Alaska to see the polar bears

2. Australia to visit Sydney Opera House

3. Prince Edward Island

4. A Real Paris Cafe in France

5. Hawaii to see the bluest of oceans

6. Ireland

7. Tuscany, Italy

8. Cherry Blossom Festival in Japan

9. Beacon Hill, Boston, MA

10. To see The Lion King on Broadway in New York, NY

Monday Musings

i made a promise to myself that i would blog more. . . even if i am the only one who sees my words. blogging has become the new way to keep a journal of our lives. to better help me i gave each day a theme. . . and today’s theme is monday musings, where i share a slice of my life. . . my journey.

yesterday, i sat on the bathtub ledge of my in-laws hall bathroom crying. . .
i kept thinking i could kill myself in here and no one would know.
as a survivor lies become truth. . . while real truth evades us.
it had not been a bad day, but still as the day drew to an end. . . i found myself weeping alone in a house that is not mine. alone while my husband’s family was in the other room.
i could not bring myself to go out there and show them my tears. . . to ask for comfort. . . because i feel as if they don’t get me.
lies become truth.
deep down i hope his family loves me for me. . . but in my sadness i do not know how to reach out and ask for love. . .

because all i know to do is smile and act like everything is okay. . .

Sunday Supper

The paradox of suffering and evil is resolved in the experience of compassion and love.
Nicolas Berdyaev

Live Today

Dance as though no one is watching
Love as though you have never been hurt before
Sing as though no one can hear you
Live as though heaven is on earth

Merry Christmas

Wishing you a joyful holiday season!

Free

“It is good to realize that if love and peace can prevail on earth, and if we can teach our children to honor nature’s gifts, the joys and beauties of the outdoors will be here forever.”
James Earl Carter, Jr.