Many thanks to Nigel for a beautiful and convicting message this morning. I’m still working through a lot and growing a ton as a person, but not much of it is appropriate to share publicly on the internet right now. These past eight weeks will for sure merit a minimum of two or three chapters in Maggie’s eventual biography of my life, so you have that to look forward to.
In the meantime, I’m maxed out spiritually and emotionally, so I’m just posting the latest poem I wrote a couple days ago and asking you to pray for me to live well this week caring for my body, heart, and mind holistically.
The little boy doesn’t see beyond his nerves
The little boy doesn’t know she’s nervous too
The little girl is scared to make a mistake
The little girl is unaware her mom makes mistakes too
The student sees all his peers accelerate
The student fears he’s falling behind
The scholar doesn’t know she’s on the cusp of a breakthrough
The scholar doesn’t feel enough confidence to test her limits
The father is terrified to hold his newborn baby
The father cannot see his wife is scared too
The aunt worries she’ll disappoint her nephews
The aunt laments they may never be proud of her
The grandpa doesn’t want his children to notice his decline
The grandpa doesn’t want to ask anyone for help
The grandmother struggles to keep up with her duties
The grandmother fears losing her independence
The little boy asks the girl to dance
