Sunday, January 19, 2014

 On redemption and blue frosting


{When the dying's over 

When the last tear falls
 
When the empty wells overflow 

To fill us all…}


Always - a separation felt deep. How does one harmonize the joy of life, miracles, and stuff that dreams are made of
with dark and foggy memories that cause a knot inside?


{…Redemption 

We'll see it with our very own eyes
 
Very own eyes 
and we'll realize 

We're alive for the very first time 

The very first time…}


{…Burdens we have carried 

Melt away like snow 

Loved ones gone before us
 
Welcome us home…}

So, we celebrate
we throw ourselves fully into now
we know this is us,
woven into the fabric of every single one of our earthly Januaries. 
Written into the Story of Our Life.
This is our life.

{…Redemption 

We'll see it with our very own eyes 

Very own eyes 
and we'll realize 
We're alive
 for the very first time 

The very first time…}
This is January. 
This is our ebb and flow. 
This is our story.
There is an unbidden familiarity about it now. 


{…Someday we will remember how to fly
 
Then we will rise like embers burning bright
 
Everything broken will be whole again…}


{…We are the ransomed

We are the redeemed
We are the bride 

And shall forever be

Loved from the start without end 

It will not end…}



{…Redemption
 
We'll see it with our very 
own eyes 
Very own eyes…} 


{…and we'll realize
 
We're alive for the very first time 

The very first…} 


 We rejoice (really, really deep thanks) over what each candle means to us,

 we giggle over Caleb-isms
and we grin over this fun little fact: blue + frosting = blue teeth.


{Redemption
 
We'll see it with our very own eyes 

Very own eyes 
and we'll realize 
We're alive for the very first time 

The very first time.}



Happy 11th birthday, K {Born prematurely into this world at 10:36 pm on January second, two thousand three, and thriving…}



And always, always in this mama's heart - we love you J.D. 

{Born prematurely into this world at 10:30 pm on January second, two thousand three.
Alive for the very first time in heaven at 9:00 pm on January twelfth, two thousand three.}






"Redemption" - By JJ Heller

1 comment:

Lynda Halliger Otvos (Lynda M O) said...

Wendi, this is a beautiful post; such poignancy and feeling have gone into its construction. Bittersweet memories and the ephemerality of today collide. Thank you so much for sharing these moments in the life of your family with us, your readers.