HEART'S CRY

The last few days of 2014 are slipping by Reaching in to the rushing river of time Snatching moments as the minutes supply Life creating it's ceaseless rhyme What I thought an endless water supply These days of my life continue to pass  Realizing my time has been misapplied Today is the day to make this life last Lifting my head, I sound my battle cry This is the year I commit and declare To throw it all down, and live with a clear eye No longer will I live unaware 2015 is around the bend Now is the time so let it begin Each moment I will attend Live each day born again

A young and soon to be father leads his wife and soon to be mother on a donkey.   A very soon to be mother.   The pictures all seem so serene and peaceful.   A handsome Joseph leading a smiling Mary on an obedient donkey. I wonder what it could have been like on that road.  The world was in chaos.  They were told they were carrying the child of God.   (Just that knowledge would freak me out!)  She was pregnant, tired and emotional.   Were they feeling vulnerable?  Afraid?   Did they collapse along the side of the road in tears at one point along this road? Was Joseph wondering if he could provide and be an earthly father for this boy?  Could he protect Mary?   Did Mary have the concerns all young mom's have?  What is delivery going to be like?  Where will we sleep?  Who will be there?  How does it feel?  Will I be all alone? Could they have wondered what this child...

Weighing The Value of Family How does one weigh the value of a family? Tell me, what do we place upon the scales? Bank accounts, land and polished ideals? Does perfection weigh more than mistakes we have overcome? The moments that matter or memories made Tears shed.  Hearts broken.  Prayers prayed. Dreams dreamt and again destroyed Shreds of lives really lived creating a rich loam.  A family soil rich and full and ready to grow a legacy in Is it the brokenness of a family that brings the most value?  Carries the most weight?   The humbleness and wisdom filtered through the morning milk strainer is sweeter because of the process of being pressured through a filter. The value of a family may not be what is created or born or built The true value of a family may be in the process of living or being one Knowing the family is God’s vehicle for eternal lessons The value of keeping a family together in spite of or because of.   Part of...