6/8/22
Hello, glad you’re here! I hope you’ve been experiencing some beautiful moments?
There’s so much to write about after going to the Joyce Meyer conference (and other stuff this week) but haven’t gotten around to it yet so I’m re-running a poem originally posted almost a year ago. Hopefully, we’ll all have some time this week when we enjoy ‘just’ existing, like ‘Christy’ does here.
Today’s poem was written in my early twenties for a creative writing class. It reflects the way I reveled in life for a few years. So very grateful to be getting back to this (finally!), experiencing joy more often. This time, though, because I’m excavating and healing what took it away initially and building a much deeper foundation of faith in God and self, it’s gonna last. The harder times may never be over completely, but they will no longer hijack life, living, and love like they once did. Thank God (and me, for doing the work!), and all who have been on this journey with me, including YOU!
Looking forward to meeting with you again next week!
Pretty Christy Walk outside in the early morning, Watching the sun come shining. Smile to the east, Laugh to the west, Sing for your early morning love. Dew’s on the fresh wet ground, Sky’s got a pretty band going ‘round. Your eyes get misty, As you smile pretty Christy, As you’re watchin’ the world turn ‘round. The love for life shows in your eyes, As your sleepiness slowly dies. Your eyes’ll be wide, But your smile will never die, As you realize what life’s about. Dear little girl, You’re so perfect like a pearl, When the sun touched your hair, And your pale skin so fair. Isn’t it great to be a child In this ever changing world? To live without a worry, Enjoying life without hurry. - c. Pearl E. M.
