every morning

every morning i'm waking up to the life God has given me

it's beautiful

and waiting

i hear it calling

whispering

how are you going to matter today

and some days i choose not to climb 

i choose not to take the path lest traveled

i am consumed by the world and all it has to offer

but other days i take the stairs

i fight the warfare of the day

the complaints of the culture

and maybe i don't feel like i won at the end of the day

maybe i didn't make a difference at all

i feel worn and ragged

but then you see a light

a break in the clouds of life

one of your youth girls offers to pray 

someone says hey i miss you writing

your kid chooses kindness and can recite the first 10 books of the bible

a mission plan starts to unfold

an adventure is discovered

talents are revealed

and you get a glimpse at all He has to offer

and you know you have to keep fighting

{sorry i've been taking a break, i've opened up the blank page of a post many many times over the last months and just really found i had nothing say, but today the words just poured out.  thanks to everyone who reads my blog, hopefully it won't be so long till i write again}