Privilege

 Who else gets to wash the dust off your feet?

What a privilege

Work hard enjoy

God has gifted you all things the highs and the lows

The breakthroughs and the blows

What a privilege

People look on and smile

What a peculiar sight! 

A little mama and a man-child who is her delight

What a privilege

There were days

I cried til my head pounded for days

Taking aspirin begging God to take all this emotion away

Why must I toil only to get  attacked in the morn?

I wore a smile but inside my feelings and spirit did groan 

Oh What a privilege

God has given us daily bread

And today this day is the Lord’s day the psalmist wrote while laying on his grassy bed 

Oh What a privilege

To help you morning through evening and even before dawn or middle of the night

Others just see a t-shirt and think what a strange sight

The battle is long the rested moments are few

But I praise God our Father who specifically granted this assignment namely - YOU

Oh What a privilege

Eat drink and be merry King Solomon said

For one day we’ll all be in the grave and a eulogy will be read

He gives us good gifts although it’s true your container is strange

But so is unconventional love…

Love the disabled the crooked the bent over with Christ at the helm we can love through every season and stage

The prayers for healing are few and far between

Long past are the days you fit on my knee

You are grown but still a child only 3 or 4 in your mind

Wait dear son for the rewards our Savior shall hand to you in heaven….all in His providential time  

From eternity past

Oh What a privilege

In this present pain

Oh What a privilege

In His Sovereign plan for you

Oh What a privilege

In my hands so much work to do

Oh What a privilege

Isaiah 53 etched in my mind

How close are you to Him dear son of mine?

I can’t tell 

no one can 

The prayers of those with

Autism, cerebral palsy, non-verbal or talkative and composed

The Savior knows ! 

The Spirit knows your faith in the Father like lilies in spring does grow! 

What a privilege

Oh Comforter

Oh Comforter

Oh God of all comfort

Please shelter me

I’m like the scared child hiding under the tree

Rid me of all earthly comforts

be ever close to me 

For your shoulders are broader than any others

  

Oh Comforter

Oh God of all comfort

Please shelter me

I’m so sorry Father

Forgive me for I have sinned

For I have often craved comforts deep within

The soothing voice of a friend

The soft sound of rain

The tears I’ve longed to cry but instead I refrain

Only you comfort me 

My song shall rise to thee

Oh Comforter

Oh God of all comfort

Please shelter me

I long for things 

Like coffee and bread

I think very little of the judgment or wrath

Yet on your bosom I must rest

And lean upon your staff   

For you alone bled and died 

On that cruel cross my Lord you were crucified 

Oh Comforter

Oh God of all comfort

Please beckon me

You alone are God, announced to Moses as the

I am that I am

May I accept your comforting love even at 3am

It was not the dog barking

Or the wind chime that caused my eyes to pop

It was your love wooing me to pray and let the weight of the day finally drop

I collapse into your presence

In your arms I rest

I lay myself down surrendered

My life on your chest 

my sorrows turned to joy like Job these trials were all just a test  

Oh Comforter

Oh God of all comfort

Please bolster me

My dwelling place

My home the only comfort I truly need

Your Word my sustenance your scriptures my soul receives

I say farewell to the earthly comforts and a life of ease

For what I have in your nearness oh Comforter is where my spirit finds peace

Might Shed a Tear

It’s here 

It’s here

Senior here

I might shed a tear

No cap and gown at the end of this year for you

I’m so glad you can attend until you are twenty-two

No new car, cell phone, or senior trip to plan

Isaac as your parents we are simply proud you can speak and say “mom and dad”

A large appetite you love to eat snacks meals and treats

In the backyard there is a concrete imprint of your tiny feet 

I might shed a tear

I knew this day would come

I knew one day you would turn eighteen on a chilly January day in 2026

Your issues no human being can fix

I continue to cook and cut your food

Put on your shoes 

I might shed a tear

Making dental medical and legal appointments

For all of your  years and the next year

I am so grateful Jesus has always and continues to be here 

He has been forever faithful to you! 

I might shed a tear, one tear then two

People say you are handsome, I can’t help but agree

Your smile…when it’s genuine and not forced means the world to me

My daughter taught me to laugh, you have taught me to cry

To lay my head in Christ’s bosom and give Him my sacred sighs

The larger world unknown

To vote

Buy a lottery ticket

Or be considered “legal” to you is quite lame

You’d rather lay on the bed and play a toddler iPad game

How you’ve matured in weight and height and strength 

Many people see Dad’s facial features & they say you both look the same

I might shed a tear

Oh my son - you are clearly now a man

One day dear LORD Jesus in heaven I’ll finally understand

Then, only then, I will no longer shed a tear

 

Sentimental

Call me crazy....or a bit too sentimental

I am so grateful His yoke is easy and His burden is gentle

Fragile

Breakable

Tender

a Wimp

Nothing in me says this life is a cinch

I want Jesus to hold me and reserve my seat with Him in the sky

Only by His blood can I rest and sing and worship morning noon and nigh

This world isn't it

Not by a long shot

Satan tempted tested and tried to destroy Job and took all that he got

But he couldn't strike him...not the person deep within

When we go through trials and testing, we realize how wretched is our nature imbedded with sin

After all Job went through, he actually repented and continued to worship our LORD

He realized the test just helped him see God and he fell lower to the floor

My eyes run and my mascara runs too

I try to explain it but my words are too many and at other times too few

Paul summed it up perfectly when he said "The things I don't want to do, I do and the things I should do I don't"

Christ died for sinners and no matter how people try to drown their sorrows the sin issue just floats

My emotions are everywhere

Just like Job, sadly, well-meaning friends sometimes do not help

I feel so discouraged like my life is sitting there dusty on the shelf

Why put me on the shelf LORD? Like a discarded book all tattered and torn

Oh my child you are incorrect in your assessment on the shelf you cannot be

For my light shines brightest when you tell the world about Me

The tears are not signs of weakness but rather deep deep love

For when Lazarus died, I too wept 

Lean on Me

Rest in Me

Trust in Me

Remember when the Holy Spirit descended like a dove?

I did not need to be baptized; it was symbolic you see

One day I would hang and die and shed My blood for thee

Don't be too sentimental about these changes in life

For Solomon's pleasures just ended in strife

Queen Esther was a queen yes, but an orphan and poor Jewish girl too

Please just remember I am not quite through with you

The branch isn't much if it's cut off from the tree

but since I am the Vine the branch's value is when it is deeply connected to Me

Your feelings aren't bad, as long as you bring them to Me

Let me comfort your aching heart let me show you more of Me

"What are you learning old friend?

What light of the prism of grace in Christ do you see today?"

I sometimes wish people talked like this...and simply put their phones away

LORD give us this day our daily bread

May we feast on your grace

For one day our sentiments and feelings will explode in the light of your glory and at your supper we'll taste

Help us LORD let go of the past, enjoy today and tomorrow trust in your plan, I'll obey you and lay down my feelings as I stare at the Savior's nail scarred hands

Buddy Ad

My son needs a buddy

Should I place an ad on the web?

Let me disclose a little bit about him

He has no friends, I guess you must pay to play

A friend to share a moment with, even if there is nothing to say

My son needs a buddy

I asked the school I looked around at church

“Friend to those with special needs” is something seemingly out of reach

You can get paid to teach

You can get paid to cook or clean

But a crying shoulder kinda friend, is something somewhere in between

My son needs a buddy

He might bite you or pinch you or yank and pull your hair 

But gossip behind your back say harsh words about your appearance or clothing he would never dare

My son needs a buddy

A wise learned woman once said years ago

There are many families who have walked this road before

Sit still brush your teeth look at someone in the eyes at least once a week

But a friend? To make a real friend she said is incredibly rare

You can long for it ask for it and pray if you dare!

My son needs a buddy

I can see it

Melancholy

Bored

Fed up

Lonely but without words

A friend for your son? 

Why ask for this, that is absurd! 

"We can pray from a distance or mail a card for his birthday, but a friend who’ll get messy with him is not something any one is eager to do participate" 

My son needs a buddy

I used to be his friend, his fellow, his mother/helper for sure

But in these teen years he is bothered by my presence and help and it is hard for him to endure

He wants something new

Something else than his room and bare walls

Someone who cares and looks beyond his faults

My son needs a buddy

Jesus is his best friend that is the Truth that lasts and lasts

Now a man …those years of being pushed on a swing have passed

I see his eyes sweet and eager to see the flowers and fields

But a friend and a buddy might be for another lifetime to yield

What a friend you have been my son to others pointing to Jesus without a word! 

Others see your struggles and they pray and lift up God’s Name

You do have friends in other places and prayer warriors and angels worshipping Yahweh’s Holy Name

I yearn for your inclusion and praise God for every little win

I yearn  for the day your brain is not tainted by sin

My son needs a buddy 

Real interest offers only please

For this ad I will not publish but only groan for while on bended knees…

Sacred Sighs

 Sacred Sighs to a King in the dark night sky...

I breathe...

So simple, so easy, yet so full of prayer...

I give you my Sacred Sighs...a prayer to the God who saved my life.

You whisper to me, come my dear, come...the work of the day is done...

I sigh in the night...

I breathe out the pain...the storms inside that rage and rage...

I breathe out these sacred sighs...the whisper prayers to the LORD of my life

Like the nightingale who sings all night...

I dream of days without pain or fright 

I ask for strength I remember you alone are my delight

My sacred sighs I give to you...

I let them out each tear one by one...I cannot wait until these tormenting spirits run!

They'll run for the hills and enter the swine...

They'll be forever gone, I'll see your glory divine

My sacred sighs, they are a gift to you LORD Jesus

I do not know what to pray...I have no answers...no solutions today

Doctors do not help

Schools and educators and therapists will not complete this task

Oh God in heaven these sacred sighs repeatedly ask

Please help!

Please do a mighty work

Please do not leave me without a glimmer of hope

For the Dawn is coming!

Fresh mercies I see, complete your kingdom work in me.

I am a mother, I am a child

I dare not let my fears run wild...

You are in control, so my sighs turn to peace.

These sacred sighs are a prayer of release.

LORD deliver me!

Tuck me in bed

Answer the prayers my mind cannot comprehend

Your love is greater than the pain I endure, for the Cross proved it all; You are all I need to be secure!