it is not a waste of your life to spend your life letting Jesus teach you to love another well
I don’t ever want to forget tonight
when you told me
“Someone else is King,
not me”
and you bent your knee to He.
I don’t ever want this memory to fade
I want it as bright as the new day
that will dawn tomorrow
I want to tattoo it to my arm
and yours too
I don’t ever want to forget you
telling me,
“When I confessed I felt
relief and happiness.”
Hey, I'm Sheila, glad you're here. A little about me: I'm a 40-something woman, wife, mom, RN, soap maker and wannabe suburban homesteader. I think better when I write. I've kept a journal since I was 9 and started blogging over 10 years ago. I'm introverted, but I love people. I'm curious but shy. I'm contemplative and easily distracted. I feel deeply and know numbness. I want to make things right and I'm learning to let go. I wax poetic sometimes and often don't know what to say. It's complicated. It boggles me that I am Christ's and he is mine. I gaze into the heavens and the Heaven-Maker's words, remember the hard things, fight depression, and long for home and King. View all posts by Sheila Dougal
Sheila Dougal