Tuesday, May 14, 2013

My Mighty Toddler

Holding him while he sleeps, he seems so small.

Even though his legs dangle well out of my lap.

And his head covers my entire bicep.

In his sleep he reaches and strokes my collar bone.

Chubby ivory digits so soft against my skin.

His hand is gentle,



Lying in bed next to his sister, he seems so big.

He is the same length as she,

while she's curled in her fetal sleeping position.

His head perched on a pillow big enough for an adult,

yet it fits him.

He's no longer a baby.

My heart aches for time to slow down just a little.

Every day seems to move a little faster.

And he runs.

He runs with delight to keep up with his sisters.

He runs with determination to not be left behind.

He runs, leading the charge to the next game they will play.

He's running a race he doesn't even know.

And my prayers speed up.

I pray for the toddler he is,

The boy he is becoming,

And the man he will one day be.

A mighty man of God.

Friday, May 10, 2013

Five Minute Friday

Five Minute Friday

Five Minute Friday: Comfort


The passage read, "Under His wings you may seek refuge."

The song came flooding back to me.

A song of my childhood.

Based on a Psalm.

Songs from God's people.

Sang so many years ago, adapted, changed here and there.

Or have they been?

A song about God's love.  His protection.  His comfort for us.  For me.

Under His great wings I can seek refuge, I can seek peace, I can seek the warmth not provided by the cold wet weather outside.

He is sufficient, His peace is complete.

He is my Comforter.


Psalm 91
On Eagles Wings by Michael Joncas