I remember a particular day when my house was filled with my young nieces and nephews ( this was a typical day, lol. ) The sounds of the girls bossing the boys around, the boys being completely resistant to their incessant prodding, led to some tumultuous days. As I recall these days, I now treasure them and they bring smiles instead of the familiar feeling that I was going to lose my mind. ( Approx 6-9 children each day ). I treasure each moment I spent with each of my babies. But there were days I seriously thought they would send me to heaven before my time or to prison for murder ☺️. This particular day a poem was born. A simple, somewhat quirky, happy but serious plea for quiet. I hope the poem and this memory draws a smile on your beautiful faces. Keep in mind, my Lovelies that the things we are facing right now that seem to be getting the better of us will also be the days we cherish later. Trust the Lord, trust the process. Here’s to quiet, Beautiful Ones.
Desperately, I long for quiet. In a land far away from the noise of riot. Far from chaos I’m blissfully unaware. In palaces were wisdom covers me with care. Suppose there’s rest to seek, to find? Ahh, there’s rest for The Trusting and Peace of Mind.
His Words are Like Candy, Jennifer
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