There's orange shag carpet covering the floor
Cards slide across the wooden table as kids make sound effects from behind the couch
They laugh and sing and stuff marshmallows to overflowing
On Sunday they teach, pray, serve and sing
Showing us how to live for THE greater thing
There's a new couch, a new house and the carpet is blue
Card games get exchanged for cheers and proud faces as kids make touch downs, goals, and run races
Together they sit in black and in gold
On Sunday they serve, pray teach and sing
Showing us still, no matter the state, there is ONE who is greater and worth our everything
We tested and tried them, we grew older as did they
On Sunday they still teach, sing, serve and pray
Until one day we've all grown and gone away
This world tests and it tries and bodies fall prey, but we trust the ONE who is greater, and with us in our everyday
I don't know what tomorrow holds
But I know we get today
So today
Take on the mountains, and pass on traditions
Raise hands in worship and keep taking care of stray kittens
Kiss on the lips in that holy Sims kinda' way
Cheer for the Jackets in your gold and your black
Feel to the depths of all feeling
And make memories that last
Fight cancer with all the might that you have
Go to Silver Dollar City on a weekday with friends
Laugh that great laugh sharing it with your grandkids
Pray silent prayers for healing and for His grace
Shine on in your words and keep quoting King James
Show us what it's like to do this temporary time
Show us how to go into eternity secure,
Trusting in Him we are more than just fine
Keep singing, and teaching and praying and serving
Until you get to the ONE who you've taught us to trust
We trust Him with you as you've trusted Him with us
So today
I pray for your strength
And I pray for your rest
I pray for peace that surpasses any hurt, doubt, question or distress
I pray that we all realize that God's calling us back
Calling us to healing, to more, to deeper and away from regret
I pray for memories kept and words that we won't forget
I pray through tears of love and hope and sadness and pain
Knowing there's joy to be had in this everyday
To my second family. Thank you. Thank you for being there, every Sunday morning, every Sunday night, at every game, concert, and Wednesday night too. Thanks for putting up with our piano playing and song writing and Tetris attempts. Thanks for the spaghetti hot dish, and laugher, volleyball games, roast beef and love. Thank you for your prayers, and your forgiveness too. Thank you for the weenie roasts, basketball games and marshmallows for toasting golden brown through and through. Thank you for friendship and for loving our family the way that Christ calls us to.
An honest reflection of me- in fragments. Imperfect- Grace Covered. Balance. Mom. Wife.
Nurse. Homeschool Teacher. Christ follower first. Second changes. Thankful.
Nurse. Homeschool Teacher. Christ follower first. Second changes. Thankful.
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