Filing Dreams & Finding Ways to Envision Them Differently-This is a continuation of the dream On the Shore. I have had a lot happen that I can not discuss in a poem or story at this time. I have been strong then weak, back and forth. The Lord. Prayer. Bible verses. My husband. My family and friends have really helped me. On the Shore was my head, dreaming, trying to sort through some pretty tough steps on my path. Back on the Shore is how I picture moving forward, growing strong, loving my life, and praying hard.
I got up from my knees. Sore and sad, I went home. I looked at my bed, but sat in a chair. I could give up, but I was not alone. Instead, I met the Lord in prayer. He made me. He cares. It would be a lie to say that I was okay. Worry and strife come along in this life. They try to play with my heart. But, I am a strong woman. Always have been, right from the start.
I got worn through many a storm, but not irreparably torn. At times that chute covered me, sometimes it hovered over me. It wrapped around my feet. I could not sleep. It held me in midair. It suspended me up there. I tried to give it away, but it stayed.
This is when I wanted to picture leaving anger, despair, and sadness behind, bound with a cord. When my parachute is open I welcome happiness, faith, and joy to fly above and around me. I could see me pulling one cord that would release my fears and send them out to sea.
I walked back. I shouted for anyone to hear. It’s me, I said. I’m a woman. I’m a wife. I’m a momma in this life. I shed some tears. I get sad or very mad. I will not give up.
If I could grab your hand, I would pull you in. I will keep praying, loving,and encouraging, no matter what.
Look for me on the shore again, you will see me. Even if you are out in dark, angry waves, that chute is in the sky. Here I stand.
