But there is no place to begin than where it began. As I sat at a dinner with my nana on family vacation listening for the first time intently about her love story I realized again the strength of where I am from. I realized His desire above all to be realized in my daily life and the effect that will have on the generations. I cannot wait to begin, learning about my own apron strings and others; allowing Him to tie me up. May I become bound beautifully to His word, virtues and heart.
I am from PoemI am from women who love women, from Tuna Noodle Casserole, consignment stores & cheese and crackers.
I am from the house that wants you to stay awhile, laugh a lot and sit around the table.
I am from the front yard flowers that I never stopped to smell.
I am from Thursday night treats and big booties, from Betty Jo and Deborah and Jessi who are strong enough to change the spelling or names all together.
I am from good intentions and people pleasing. I am from sisters who laughed and fought harder than anyone else.
From being called “Hollywood” & “Number One”. I am from believing those for way to long.
I am from a calling to surrender to Him that began generations ago and gets louder and stronger with time.
I am from city streets and country barns, from new family and familiar closeness.
I am from a woman who fell in love with a man who was way to fresh, who made a little girl who fell in love with a man who was way to free, who made a woman who fell in love with a man that was way to good.
I am from a woman who lost her life to find it by serving without complaint- one who didn’t deserve to be served. I am from a woman who lost her life to find it by sacrificing for girls who didn’t deserved to be sacrificed for.
I am from women who somehow always knew they were not serving or sacrificing for men or people but for Him.
I am from women who seek healing and a fathers love. I am from a woman who knows where to get her needs met.
I am from women that teach, encourage, rebuke & expect but who above all love their girls.
I am from women who are easy for me to love because they are where I am from.
I am from the house that wants you to stay awhile, laugh a lot and sit around the table.
I am from the front yard flowers that I never stopped to smell.
I am from Thursday night treats and big booties, from Betty Jo and Deborah and Jessi who are strong enough to change the spelling or names all together.
I am from good intentions and people pleasing. I am from sisters who laughed and fought harder than anyone else.
From being called “Hollywood” & “Number One”. I am from believing those for way to long.
I am from a calling to surrender to Him that began generations ago and gets louder and stronger with time.
I am from city streets and country barns, from new family and familiar closeness.
I am from a woman who fell in love with a man who was way to fresh, who made a little girl who fell in love with a man who was way to free, who made a woman who fell in love with a man that was way to good.
I am from a woman who lost her life to find it by serving without complaint- one who didn’t deserve to be served. I am from a woman who lost her life to find it by sacrificing for girls who didn’t deserved to be sacrificed for.
I am from women who somehow always knew they were not serving or sacrificing for men or people but for Him.
I am from women who seek healing and a fathers love. I am from a woman who knows where to get her needs met.
I am from women that teach, encourage, rebuke & expect but who above all love their girls.
I am from women who are easy for me to love because they are where I am from.
