Showing posts with label pigs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pigs. Show all posts

Thursday, June 30, 2011

in which i wax poetic on garden and pigs

why is this
amazing?
this garden growth
this porcine growth
this bluebird growth
this boys in my house growth
why is this
amazing?
in this summer
this busy, drive-people-everywhere-summer
in this summer
this i-thought-i-would-write-a-book-summer
in this summer
god is growing me
because growth is
on
his
heart
we ask God to give you
complete knowledge of
his will
and to give you
spiritual wisdom and understanding
then the way you live will always
honor and please
the Lord
and your lives will
produce every kind of
good fruit
all the while, you will grow
as you learn to
know God
better
and
better

the thursday-friday links:

emily at in the hush of the moon for imperfect prose
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

just sometimes

sometimes i feel ridiculous
like tonight
when i needed to feed the
pigs
i drove into the garage
and didn't
want to go upstairs
for mud shoes and a jacket of my own
so i donned
papa's XL red fleece
and
my son's beat up way-too-big nikes
to walk the .13 miles
blue sand bucket in hand
i had to take these really weird little steps
to keep the shoes on
and the jacket sleeves made me look like
my hands reached nearly to my knees
a caricature
of a woman making her way to
the pig pen
sometimes i feel ridiculous
like when i try things my own way
don't wait on god
don't seek his wisdom
a caricature
of a woman making her way through
life
sometimes i feel ridiculous

the wednesday-friday links:

emily for imperfect prose
bonnie at the faith barista for faith barista jam
casey at the wiegand's
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday


Wednesday, April 27, 2011

into wonderful light

we all have an i am list
wife
mother
teacher
runner
reader
writer
coffee drinker
chocolate inhaler
in the last week
i've picked up some new
i ams
pig farmer (or, actually, wife to man with newly acquired pigs)
across-the-mile-high-swinging-bridge walker
caregiver (mom is temporarily sick. been hanging with dad)
and the one that has
always been -
a person
chosen by god
that i may proclaim
the greatness of
him











the wednesday-friday links:

emily for imperfect prose
bonnie at the faith barista for faith barista jam
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday