Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls for he has no one to help him up. Ecclesiastes 4:9-10
Thank you.
For YOU!:
I had these lyrics framed and hanging in my bedroom for months. It represented my goal. Haven't looked at or read them for a while. Mary Chapin Carpenter: my favorite singer/songwriter. Today I re-read them. I believe I made it to the beginning of my goal, finally!
Click on track 13's title, "Bright Morning Star", if it doesn';t play within a few seconds, then click the play arrow to the left of it. I believe they only let you play the entire song free one time.
Bright Morning Star by Mary Chapin Carpenter
Last night I dreamed my head was in a fever Last night I dreamed it never was so far To reach a shore of safety and redemption And to gaze upon a bright morning star
I dreamed I was by friends all but abandoned I dreamed I was alone but for my scars And blinded by the tears that fell like water No more to see my bright morning star
The streets of dreams never looked this lonely The streets of dreams never felt this hard I heard my voice barely of a whisper As the clouds denied a bright morning star
Sometimes this life is no more than a moment And sometimes the light is lost unto the dark But courage hears the sound of dawn approaching And each our own bright morning star
I woke to find every window open I woke to find the heavy door ajar And I walked outside and stood upon the hilltop And gazed once more on a bright morning star
I walked outside and every bird was singing As I found again my bright morning star _________________________
Last edited by Gardener; 01/04/1010:14 PM.
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac
You made me cry too! But not out of sadness... because your strength is so inspiring! Because you are handling yourself with such grace and dignity! Because you have a way with words that speaks to the deepest places of the heart that any of us who have struggled with this decision can understand... on a "heart" level.
OK... now I have to get back to work too!
But first, I want you to know that I am praying for you, for the peace that came with that decision to soften the rollercoaster of emotions you are feeling.... for the peace that surpasses understanding to settle in your heart and mind today.
What beautiful lyrics - What a beautiful song - You made me cry twice in as many days - Now Kara and I both have raccoon eyes at work.
Originally Posted By: Gardener
I dreamed I was by friends all but abandoned I dreamed I was alone but for my scars And blinded by the tears that fell like water No more to see my bright morning star
And that is how I feel when I lay my head down at night.
May All Who Seek To Take My Life Be Put To Shame And Confusion; May All Who Desire My Ruin Be Turned Back In Disgrace. ~Psalm 40:14~
I wasn't crying out of sadness,so don't feel badly. I guess your way of expressing yourself was so moving. And because I know that your boys are always uppermost in your thoughts. I could feel the love and strength coming through.
Anyhow (fixing makeup at desk), racoon eyes are sooooo not good at work, so getting it together.
I dreamed I was by friends all but abandoned I dreamed I was alone but for my scars And blinded by the tears that fell like water No more to see my bright morning star
And that is how I feel when I lay my head down at night.
I prefer to picture you like this:
Originally Posted By: Serenity13
I finally slept peacefully and awoke to watch the sunrise...It was freezing outside but I took my coffee out there on the porch and watched God wake up the world - In that moment, my decision had been firmly made.
when I read and listen to this:
Originally Posted By: Mary Chapin Carpenter
I woke to find every window open I woke to find the heavy door ajar And I walked outside and stood upon the hilltop And gazed once more on a bright morning star
I walked outside and every bird was singing As I found again my bright morning star
Gardener
"My soul, be satisfied with flowers, With fruit, with weeds even; but gather them In the one garden you may call your own." Cyrano deBergerac