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the book, the start

I like to run by the lake,

It puts me in my place

reminds me how small I am

the lake, stretching beyond what I can see, it is just a tiny tear drop in the palm of my maker

If the lake is a tear drop…

we must all be specks of glitter, I decide

like ones we use to craft valentine’s on our dining room table

we shine and shimmer off eachother

all different shapes, sizes and colours

The lake makes me want to write

to start my book

because it is not for the little glitter people that float

about beside me, but for him and him only

so here I begin.


let me start before her start,

back to the days of pink bedrooms, and white framed toddler beds

a wallpaper border of puppies and kitties

two rough and tough big brothers

who pull my hair and laugh at my pretend games

The huggable J who always finds trouble

and a tattle tale N, the eldest and wisest

back to the days of Daddy sandwiching us three together and dropping us off in our beds,

We take the boys upstairs first, and kiss each one good night

then I am last

back down the stairs and to the room at the end of the hall

he plops me into my blankets and he and mum shower me in goodnight kisses and hugs.

when the lights are out and I hear their quiet chatter in the family room,

I slip out of my bed and get on both knees.

Chubby child hands clasped tight, and a head of messy hair, bows

I asked a little prayer

to the BIG man up in the sky

he never answers

but it is always the same prayer,

night after night

dolls and stuffed toys lay with me under covers

and my hushed words echo through the dark of the night.


2 responses

  1. Caroline McAllister

    From one speck of glitter to another… if you’ve been given a story to write, write it! The lake is really inspiring… as is the majesty of all creation. Being a part of that grand design is a gift and I am forever amazed and humbled by the fact that the Creator loves me. And he has placed into our lives, all kinds of glitter… I’m glad to be getting to know the sparkle that He’s made you. Write for Him. There is no greater honour than to be a part of something so great, and to have the opportunity to let our lights sparkle and shine for Him. I’m loving your blog writing… beautiful. 🙂

    February 5, 2011 at 9:40 pm

    • Thank you for this Caroline, and thank you for the scripture you messaged me on facebook. I will write, because it is not my words but his. Sending love and prayers your way

      February 12, 2011 at 3:17 pm

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