Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Rhythms

I am like the tide. My emotions come in and go out, in and out...like a pulse...like a breath...like all God-things...in  rhythmic order.

Just like the tide, sometimes the waves are soft, lapping, comforting. Other times, the tide of emotion crashes in on me, threatening my existence. But the sea always calms, always...always.

I think of lullabies and the rhythmic tones that lull a baby into calm. I hear the music of TaizĂ© that allows me to find that center point. I count all the blessings in my life until I run out of numbers or time. 


I am a part of all that has been, all that is, and all that will be. Death was conquered by Jesus. Thoughts of Death will not stop any of the rhythms of life. Life will go on...like a pulse...like a breath...like all God-things...in rhythmic order. 

3 comments:

PseudoPiskie said...

And your mom?

Barbi Click said...

...is an amazing woman from whom I am blessed to come.
I am strengthened by her beauty and love. I am emboldened by her tenacity and fierce energy.
I am awed by her absolute faith.
and I believe in miracles.

Catherine said...

Simply put and beautiful in content. It speaks volumes, Barbi. It's how I think too. Prayers for you and your mama.

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