Forever Loved and Accepted

My current Bible Study (Limitless Life by Derwin Grey) is focused on breaking through labels and tearing them off so that we are not bound by unrealistic and untrue identities. This morning, in my conversation with God I struggled with my self-imposed label of “Not Good Enough”.  The following poem is a small reflection of that conversation, and a glimpse of how He sees me…how he sees all of us: Forever Loved and Accepted.  Just fill in your name where I have written “Patrice”!

Today I am okay

Better than okay, really

Not just in the make-shift, make-over, make-do

Kind of way

But…

Worthy and Worthwhile and Wanted

I said in my heart,

“I wish I could love you like she does”

Or

“Worship you like her”

And my heaven sent response?

I want you to love me like Patrice does

Love me with poetry

With thoughtful musings on my ways

Worship me with words

In your awestruck wonder at the beauty of my creation

Laud me with language

For those who have no voice

Worship me with loving-kindness shown to

The unlovable

The unseen

The untouchable

This is how you love me

This is what I want

Patrice-love

May 19th (for Joel)

Today is the 25th Birthday of my eldest son. It's been a phenomenal Journey and I think he has taught and given me as much as I have given him.  I still marvel at the blessings my sons are in my life. Motherhood called to me through Joel and his brothers...while I cherish the memories, and wonder where the time went, given a choice I'd rather spend five minutes with the man he is today than go back and hold the baby that he was.  Besides, that baby is held in my heart each and every day.
 
No top hat 
No wand 
No spoken incantation
Prestidigitation
With a sigh 
You arrived 
Magic!
Personified
A Cool, Cool Breeze
Blowing through my life. 

Resilience Is

Diminish me?

No finish you!

Replenish mindbodysoul 

Never empty 

Ever bold 

Brimming 

Swimming 

Behold 

Notions

Teeming 

Seeming

 Spent

 Never sold

Wednesday: At The End Of The Day

Plunking down heavily she was weary from cajoling, redirecting and endless teachable moments.  She wondered if she would ever simply be "Mom" to her son.

REMNANTS

Today I gave up what I love

The last remnants of the fabric of  WE

There are no more tomorrows

So little sense in yesterdays

Whether pondering

Or pining

So I pulled a loose thread

And watched the whole pattern unravel

If I'm truthful,

Then Yes!

I unraveled a bit too

But the choices before me were grim

Not worth choosing:

Remain part of a fading tapestry or

Wait until it was threadbare?

No, there are no magic carpet rides

So I chose

The undoing was mine

WHITE WITCH

The White Witch comes with
Grace and smiles
Adorned with a halo of hope
Her charms beguile
With wiles in disguise
Seeking to disarm all the while
With right hand outstretched in 
Gestures of kinship
Yet a dagger is poised in the left
Ready to excise your heart
Sever a slice of life
And make your way harsh
Her words belie her true intent
They are spells meant
To deceive
Enchanting? Yes they are
Incantations designed to mar
The mind and spirit 
To steal your peace
Be wary 
She is your enemy
Guard your thoughts well
Speak not of plans
The White Witch devises
Divisive devices
Rending
Brother from Brother
And Mother from Child
Shrink back from the spotlight
Or soon you'll learn of her guile
Center Stage is where she most thrives
Playing Martyr, Victor, Sage most wise
Oh extol her, laud her with song
Hide your faces For the White Witch comes
Her proffered professions
Fraught with oppression
Save yourself
Save your lands
From her kisses and Love declarations
All false ministrations
Run now, take cover
Sit in darkness, shun the light
For until her reign is over
The White Witch rules
A brilliant blight 

I Wonder

What will morning bring In a world washed clean By night's dew New thoughts of grand schemes Melody of heartbeats Resounding anew