Here it is! I would HUGELY appreciate you SHARING / LIKING my post, OR why not leave a comment? 🙂
Or take the POLL underneath the video to let me know if you’d like to see MORE posts like this!
Becoming Ordinary: Year 1 Day 4
IT’S 2014!! A New Year!!It has been FAR TOO LONG since I’ve done a post – and I promise you, I’ve had a few in the works. However, along with my blogging, I’ve been busy creating something else which, I’m afraid, has garnered most of my attention these days. It’s a New Year, and what better to reflect a new beginning for 2014 than a new logo and a new website!I decided to create a website (not just a blog) for Becoming Ordinary. A website platform will allow me to share more of what inspires me (along with the written word) without having to send out a post to bother my loyal readers EVERY time I have something to share!
Here is the new website – I’d love for you to check it out and give me some feedback!
So although this post isn’t ‘deep’ – please know that it is created with a rich, full heart knowing that you have chosen to join and support me on my journey. The bible says that God will give us beauty in the wake of ashes, a great strength to replace our fear, and a deep joy that is birthed out of our mourning. That is my prayer for you and for myself. That, as we walk, limp and sometimes crawl out our battlefield, we would be restored to a sense of contentment with who God made us to be, and a life, that though complex and often painful, will leave you surprisingly filled with gratitude.
Blessings and prayers,
Becoming Ordinary: Day 153
I wrote the following poem to help me express the war that seems to be present within me as of late. There is a deep war inside me, perhaps in all of us, between the courageous, fierce fighter that I envision and a frightened often overwhelmed juvenile. There is an inner warrior who wants to battle injustice, speak for the needy, champion oppression. Juxtaposed is a child, perplexed and weary who cannot or will not confront for fear of being rejected or worse, challenged beyond capacity. I know ultimately who and what will win, for I believe in a God who is personal – who loves me, calls me by name, and who knows the very words that I speak before I speak them. Yet, inspite of these truths that I embrace, as sure as I have uttered and professed my faith it is coupled with a shadow… I become overwhelmed once again by my finiteness, my lack of premonition… my inability to see and in turn control my future.
This leaves me feeling small.
But I refuse to stay there. I will find what I need to survive: strength, wisdom, power, humility, love, understanding, patience.I will fight and I will hide. I will confront and I will retreat.
I will be both a warrior and a child, because that is who God made me to be.
I fight a battle within,
One akin to warrior and child.
The warrior lies dormant,
Giving only mere morsels of self,
To preserve what little has been left.
Fiercely hungry for power and independence,
Inept hands fail,
So frozen she stands,
Afraid to wield its sword.
Perhaps her battle looks different
Then that of the warrior.
For what good is a warrior without a battlefield?
The truth revealed,
The warrior lies helpless,
Now at the mercy of the child.
Which one will emerge victorious?
Only fate can bet on it’s hand.
As she waits, warrior and child,
She will mould her truth from wisps of hope,
Memories of strength,
Days seemingly wasted.
Like an army of starlings
She will lead and she will follow,
Warrior and child in tandem.
And though she may lose many battles,
She will win the war.
Becoming Ordinary: Day 123