Thank You, God

...For tea, for peace, for candy, for numbing waves, for hope
for belly laughs and late night confessions
for mingled tears and for wildflowers
for fairy tales and childhood memories
for shared victories and shared losses
for giddy moments and earnests longing for holiness
for aged wisdom and childish affection
for iridescent bubbles.
Doubly united in blood
once by Dutch "Luimes" blood
once by the blood of the Lamb
Thank You for ten minute hugs
for ridiculous disses and totally sweet compliments
for a home filled with prayer.
For dishes and volleyball and the grace of God.
Thank You, God, for my family.
It is a promise of things to come.

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Lizzi said…
photo by Joyce Williams
September 13, 2010 at 2:07 PM
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