Fly little Bird

Jenni-Jen

My little bird was born sweet and fair as she could be

before I turned around my little bird was three

she flew of to pre-school and left my home made nest

then she was in first grade and passed her first spelling test

my little bird played sports, she cheered and was so very smart

My little bird met Jesus and asked Him in her heart

My little bird graduated valedictorian of her 8th grade class

My little bird went to High school those years went oh so fast

As Graduation day approaches I am afraid I can not lie

This momma bird will cry some tears as I watch my baby fly.

life is fine

Really you know sometimes you get to such a place where life is just fine. It's not great~ it's not bad~ it is just fine. I am not one to usually use such a bland word like FINE... I tend to want and seek the dramatic side of things but today in this moment with the sun shining out my window and the wind softly blowing thru the trees I know in my heart of hearts that FINE is the exact wording I need. And I am ok with that. I have been sharing a lot of my story here lately to people and trying to become more comfortable with it. It is hard sometimes. I also am seeing sensing anyways that God is getting ready or getting me ready to leave this wilderness...it is time to pick up pack up and go forth into His promised land - where I will be able to help others with what I have learned wondering in this dessert. And that scares me because I think WAIT STOP! I've not learned anything not nearly enough ! And it saddens me because I think of the time I have squandered here not doing what I could have been to advance my lessons . Yes today life is fine . And I am ok with that.

If that was a Good Friday what kinda Saturday is this ?

Today is that weird day when all we do is wait...yesterday Good Friday -well we all know that's the day that Christ took the nails for me- for you so be repentant and reflect on the things in our lives that maybe we need to change.
Then there is today.... what was it like for those men and women who witnessed the execution of their Jesus of our Jesus ...they had no way of knowing what was gonna happen on Sunday. For all they knew they might be next and some maybe wished they had died too on that horrible Friday instead of being left here in this room to feel the pain of their broken hearts and broken dreams...what did it all mean these last 3 years with Him our Lord...and how could He be God and die that horrible death on that cross...If He was not the Christ how did He do those miraculous things we saw healing the blind raising the dead?
If He was the Son of God why are we huddled in this room afraid of our own shadows our minds so mired in the ugly sights and sounds of yesterday on that long walk to the cross...and back to the room the ugly little room where you hear the weeping of the women and see the men not looking each other in the eye- each feeling helpless in their pain helpless in the their sorrow. Each wondering even in this time of Sorrow -if I go back home tomorrow will people all laugh at me about my friend whom I said was the Son of God?Will I be hired back on that fishing boat will my parents take me back how about my village...and then it hits again the fresh waves of sorrow that Jesus is gone.
Yes it is Saturday the day after the world turned black in the afternoon the earth opened the Curtain was torn in the Temple and God wept for His Son.

We of course know the rest of the story the grave that couldn't hold Him ~the death that couldn't contain Him ~That He lives on in the Resurrection power of our Holy God.

For tomorrow we shall say :

HE IS RIsen! He is Risen Indeed!

But for today let's call it black Saturday the day they thought they might never get thru - the day they thought might never end- Or that might end too soon. The day they sat paralyzed unsure of what to do where to go So they just waited -not even sure on what they waited for. Just waiting...Black Saturday.

april....

wow I have been slow writing on this blog... not much going on and everything going on! Easter is fast approaching tonight Maundy Thursday we had quiet communion at church it was good to just be quiet and pray - God is speaking in my life and I'm finding it interesting! I do need to spend some time in quiet surrender to really be sure I am in His will about some family junk- I think I am hearing Him loud and clear Trust Him be still and who am I in HIM? that's all I need to remember and know. And Trust that He is God and not me.

yeahh I can do that!! lol