Not everyone has a six inch triumph
Not everyone can touch the wound that caused the fight
Some only have wounds that others can't see
Wounds so deep, they never see the light
It is not true that time heals all wounds
Some are old but still hurt the same
I have scars on the inside and out
One fresh incision that still causes pain
I am proud of all of my scars
Because they have forced me to change
God sometimes needs us to move
But we refuse unless there is pain
So take all that is hard
And gather up all of the hurt
Use it as fuel and start your own fire
Hold your tongue just right and put in some work
For now this is your time
Don't let that pain go to waste
Tell your story in Jesus' name
And lean on His strength and grace
Sunday, November 15, 2015
Friday, November 6, 2015
Questions of the Temporarily Injured
Why are toilet seats so low?
Why is the purse hook 4 feet from the toilet in a handicapped bathroom?
Why is EVERYTHING so far away from EVERYTHING else?
Why is everything in a separate room; can't we just make one big room?
Why is there no handicapped spaces when you really need one?
Why are there so many stairs?
Why are my underwear still in their drawer?
I almost fell 3 times; do I really need underwear today?
Why do the kids want to eat so much?
Why is sitting down so hard?
Why is getting up so hard?
Why do I forget to put on my jewelry before I walk into the kitchen?
Why do I have to pee so much?
Why do so many things require both hands?
Why is every room now a life and death obstacle course...especially the boy's room?
Do we really need to shower every day?
Do I really need a shower today?
Did I shower yesterday?
Do I really need to eat today?
Who knew boobs and sports bras made such a good team; you can carry just about anything in there!
#haveboobswilltravel
When did standing become an olympic event?...this is challenging stuff!
No one really NEEDS to storm out of a room when angry anyway, right?
Where is everyone?
Where is anyone?
When did my feet get so far away; did my legs get longer?
What is comfortable again?...it sounds like a wonderful place.
Who knew you could actually get tired of watching television?
It hasn't been 500 years since I had surgery?...I could have sworn it had been.
Is this why toddlers are so angry?...because they can't do anything for themselves?
Am I a toddler? I ask why a lot!
Why is the purse hook 4 feet from the toilet in a handicapped bathroom?
Why is EVERYTHING so far away from EVERYTHING else?
Why is everything in a separate room; can't we just make one big room?
Why is there no handicapped spaces when you really need one?
Why are there so many stairs?
Why are my underwear still in their drawer?
I almost fell 3 times; do I really need underwear today?
Why do the kids want to eat so much?
Why is sitting down so hard?
Why is getting up so hard?
Why do I forget to put on my jewelry before I walk into the kitchen?
Why do I have to pee so much?
Why do so many things require both hands?
Why is every room now a life and death obstacle course...especially the boy's room?
Do we really need to shower every day?
Do I really need a shower today?
Did I shower yesterday?
Do I really need to eat today?
Who knew boobs and sports bras made such a good team; you can carry just about anything in there!
#haveboobswilltravel
When did standing become an olympic event?...this is challenging stuff!
No one really NEEDS to storm out of a room when angry anyway, right?
Where is everyone?
Where is anyone?
When did my feet get so far away; did my legs get longer?
What is comfortable again?...it sounds like a wonderful place.
Who knew you could actually get tired of watching television?
It hasn't been 500 years since I had surgery?...I could have sworn it had been.
Is this why toddlers are so angry?...because they can't do anything for themselves?
Am I a toddler? I ask why a lot!
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