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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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Down, but not out…yet!

I’m having to be still a lot. It’s driving me batty. Yesterday I walked two or three miles, and then in between, I had to ice my back…

Television is so vacant. I have hundreds of channels, and nothing worth watching. Vacant.

I think I’m going to take Yoga as soon as I can stand it. I have to figure out a way to get past this pain and focus on other things. I’m not getting any younger, and this has been a reminder of that - I need to get stronger so that my weakness doesn’t keep me from the things that I love…

Anyway, this has been a sort of wake up call. I’m listening now…

This battle’s not over yet!!

Fair warning.

Peace.

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angiebledsoe
on March 11, 2008
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Free Falling…

They’re changing the locks on Byron’s office today.

I’ve been up since 4, so I’m beyond tired - but…

…they’re changing the locks today, so we had to make sure we’re completely “out”.

It does feel…weird - the finality of it all.

Of course, we’re excited about the move - there’s mostly that, but also a little being overwhelmed and the tiniest bit being terrified. It’s a little like jumping off a cliff with no safety clips or ropes…no safety net - like “free falling”…

But, I’ll have to process how I’m feeling about all this another time. There’s too much “else” to do today.

Byron spoke on Nehemiah Sunday morning.

So, I was reminded that no matter what happens: Sandballot’s abuse (Ren & Stimpy), difficulty, exhaustion, working while carrying your “sword” - no matter what, we don’t come down off the wall…ever.

I just have to pray, like Nehemiah, “…strengthen our hands.”

Strengthen me.

Peace.

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angiebledsoe
on December 18, 2007
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Breath of Heaven

I’ve heard this song several times over the past few days. I had forgotten how much it spoke to me the first time I heard it.

It speaks to me even more now.

It’s my prayer tonight.

Breath of Heaven: (lyrics by Amy Grant)

I have traveled
Many moonless night
Cold and Weary
With a babe inside
And I wonder
What I’ve done
Holy Father
You have come
Chosen me now
To carry your son

I am waiting
in a silent prayer
I am frightened
by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone
Be with me now
Be with me now

Breath of Heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of Heaven

Breath of Heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me, your holiness
For you’re holy, Breath of Heaven

Do you wonder
As you watch my face
If a wiser one, should of had my place
But I offer-all I am
For the mercy-of your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be strong
Help me.

This is my prayer. A Prayer for strength.

Peace to you.

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angiebledsoe
on December 13, 2007
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