Birth and Solitary.......

Isn't it ironic that with the festive nature of this particular
holiday season, that in spite of all the hoopla of Christmas most
folks just want it to be over.......I do....(Sorry Jesus, it's your day
but I'm struggling with my own lonliness)

You were born
they say it was in a cave like structure
in something called a manger

I was born in a hospital with a bunch
of white babies. They say I made more noise
than any of them so maybe I was 'special'

You lived your life, did a bunch of great
acts, never told a lie or took a life. Now
that's special.

I'm still trying to figure out my life. Every
now and then, I do something that doesn't
require cuffs and shackles. I've never cheated
on my taxes, but well I do cheat on myself
most times.

I'm glad you were born. I know there were
lonely times being the Savior of the world and all.
Happy Birthday.

I'm quietly coming to terms with this new birth
that's unfolding in my life. It's lonely too. I wonder
if this will make me a better writer. A better
woman. Well if it makes me more like you then
wow.....

Icy

Favor.....

How blessed it is to have God's favor operating in your life.
I have it.
I'm really glad about it.
Yesterday was spectacular in so many ways....I'd write about it, but my hands are still a little shaky.
Maybe after the chill has left and the pen doesn't slip from between my fingers...

Today I am just grateful and extremely blessed.