Ok. More than a little taken. I've prob listened to it about 500 times over the past few weeks. And other than my clearly compulsive-listening, semi-addition to this song, you guys, you have to know how much it seriously kicks me in the heart, the head, and the soul, in the very best of ways. Every. Single. Time. If there was a song that could possibly embody what I feel and what I want right now, well, this is pretty much it.
Dancing in the kitchen in the pale moonlight
Only care in the world is that our kids are all right
Most of you know our journey over the past year. It's been, well, a pretty wild ride. I've tried so many times to put into words all of the thoughts, the feels, and the facts. But try as I might, I always fail. It always seems to fall short, my words can't seem to capture the spirit of it all.
So smile at me baby, take my breath away
With the good Lord willing, I'll be happy to say
That daddy loves momma and momma loves him
If I could summarize October through March in one word it would be "survive". When you take the life you have for granted and almost lose it, sometimes, something really weird happens. Though it doesn't seem logical, instead of feeling thankful, you're afraid. Afraid that it's not over, afraid that it could happen again, and sometimes, just plain afraid of it all.
Tomorrow we get to do it over again
But if I could pick just one word for the past few months, unequivocally, it would be "revive". Because God is so, so good. He has diligently nursed our wounds, both physical and not. And as we've watched the spring and summer flowers blossom, fear has faded and been replaced tenfold by joy. We never know about tomorrow, but we do have today, and that is something to truly rejoice in.
We all get to see,
Who we grow up to be
We've been taught so many things throughout the past year. Some hard knocks, some big blessings. But by far, what I cherish most in my heart from all of this turbulence, is the intense appreciation of our "home". I used to think that home was a quaint little reference to a house. Now, to me, it is so much more. Home is my precious husband who I truly could not live without. Home is my sweet little babes that still need me when they cry. Home is that feeling in your heart, and your head, something that's all warm and fuzzy and fantastic, all at once. I've never in my life felt so blessed and thankful.
I feel like I'm gonna win
And I'm as proud as I've ever been
Cause I'm surrounded with some good friends
Yeah, good friends, good friends
Our community, you guys, have been so faithful. Almost a daily occurrence is someone telling us that they're thinking about us or praying for us or asking how we're doing. The support we've received in every way has been astounding. It is so strikingly beautiful, holy really, to feel carried on the prayers of those who love us.
We aim for it all
We lift of these walls
To make this house our home
So, we continue to lift up these walls, our home, our family, in prayer. Daily. Even moment by moment. We live. We're thankful. We try not to take it for granted. We try to remember what's important. We know nothing is guaranteed, but we will not live in fear.
I'll smile if I want to
I'm not afraid, gonna flaunt it too
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