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For a Little While…

“Let me carry you for a little while…”

I hear it whispered in every gift He sends.

Still, I try - try to walk, to run, to give…

But my hands are so empty and my footing unsure.

I will fall, I know this - for I’m shaken and weak…

My hands are bruised for my trying - and still I fall.

Then, whispering…whispering softly I hear Him say,

“Why struggle so vainly…be still - be still…

Just let me carry you a little while longer.”

In my stillness I feel His power…In my weakness, He is strong.

Yet, in my stillness I travel further than I would have ever gone alone.

In His arms I am stronger than I was before…

For it is there that I am who I was created to be.

…it is there that I am truly free. -A.L.B.



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angiebledsoe
on May 20, 2008
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On a Monday

There are many things I probably shouldn’t do on a Monday…top of the list is blogging. I shouldn’t do anything that requires coherent thought, or any semblance of rationale….(or the use of “normal” words that make sense…but I digress).

I tend to use large and inane words when I’m exhausted…I also tend to ramble and talk in circles - hence the reason for my hesitancy to blog…

…but here I am blogging.

Oh well, I should at least attempt to write something meaningful.

I have so many thoughts rolling around in my head lately - there is so much to process. Byron’s book is coming out soon, and it’s so weird to think of even a little of our story being put down in print for the world to read - especially since I haven’t even worked through all that’s happened over the past couple of years my own self…

But that’s the way it is with ministry - you have to deal with things as they arise…often right in front of an audience. It can be brutal, at times…but you have no choice but to walk through it. There’s no way around…only through.

So, in retrospect, I wish I had possessed more grace. I wish I had not let things “get to me” or even, at times, get the best of me. I wish I had been a better example of peace. I wish I had not let my children see me angry. I wish I hadn’t struggled so much with what others think. I wish I had been a better support to Byron. I wish I hadn’t been so rebellious at times…

Oh well, there can always be a long list of wishes on a Monday. For me, it just goes with the day.

But, overall, I’m okay. It’s Monday (not my favorite day) and I’m okay. It’s May (not my favorite month) and I’m okay. I’m alright and tomorrow I’ll be even better…and next month, better than that.

So it’s all good.

And that’s good enough…especially on a Monday.

peace.

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angiebledsoe
on May 12, 2008
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Who Knows?

…so I’m really tempted not to blog at all - no one’s reading right now anyway.

Kayleigh and Barry are going to her senior prom tonight - she looked gorgeous…of course (Thanks, Andrea! :-) ). It made me feel proud…and old. Oh well, I think having an 18 year old is going to be full of occasions like that. I’ll take the feeling old part to get the feeling proud part…

And tomorrow’s Mother’s Day…

I’ll write about that tomorrow, but it does make me think of my very first Mother’s Day - I was so young, it’s a wonder Kayleigh even survived…

Friday’s Food Drop got me thinking…

When we were in Dallas for the Creative Church Conference, I heard about the “Dream Centers” around the country - places that rescue prostitutes and runaways and keep them safe until they get back on their feet.

Last night, as I was crying over the little girl in the shopping cart, Byron couldn’t console me - so instead he decided to get my mind working on a plan…

“Remember the Dream Center?” he said, “Maybe we need to go out to California and find out how they do that”.

It was only then that I stopped crying - my tears do no one any good anyway…unless they facilitate some kind of action…

So, we’ll see…who knows? The Orlando Rescue Mission Warehouse did have an old (really old) limo in the parking lot for sale. Maybe I’ll buy it and paint it and use it to rescue people…

maybe…

We’ll see. I’m thinking it would look great all tricked out with flames and a Barbie pink plush interior…or maybe turquoise…

I’m just going to keep dreaming and planning…who knows what may come of it.

Dreams are crazy and powerful things… I just feel this sense of urgency when it comes to making some of my dreams a reality…

Anyway, maybe I’ll call about the limo…and buy a can of paint. Maybe…

Have a peaceful night.

And sweet dreams.

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angiebledsoe
on May 10, 2008
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That’s What She Said…

So, “Wednesday” (my little red bird) has a girlfriend. I was wondering since cardinals usually are in pairs. I finally saw her this morning being coy and flirtatious and hiding from him in the bushes.

So I guess I’ll just have to name her “Happy”. I hope they build a nest nearby. I’ve really got to get some more songbird seed…. :-)
We had dinner last night with our good friends Bill and Patti. At one point, we were talking about the little things that we can think about to remind ourselves that God hasn’t forgotten us. Of course, there are countless big blessings that I can think about - like four healthy children - but, for me, it’s in the little things that I often hear God whisper the loudest.

My little red bird (birds) are like that for me. They remind me that God knows where I am. I can move or transition…or change - I can be in harmony or in despair, and He sees me. He sends little reminders like a tiny little red bird…or a breathtaking evening sky to let me know that He hasn’t forgotten what makes me feel at home…safe.

You may think it’s silly that two little birds make me think of such grand things, but that’s okay…God gets me.

“Happy” and “Wednesday” seem to get me too. So I’m good.

And no matter what craziness is going on around me, I can hear a bird sing, or look at the sky, or see one of my kids smile, and know that God is listening…and He’s whispering too.

That gives me…

peace.

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on April 11, 2008
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