Friday, March 12, 2010
When the day opens up before you wide
with memories of last night's
perfect date night
and two blonde baby girls are dropped off at the bus door,
their baby dolls in tow.
When their mom packed fresh tomatoes
and cheese and bread for snacking.
When later there will be seed planting
and dirt tilling
and friends with Rancheritos and coca'
and more babies-- boys this time.
When my kids and I analyze literature
in the middle of planting cilantro
and my husband is wishing he were home.
When there is the option to go to prayer meeting later
to praise and petition
and eat carne de res and lift up our voices
and linger on the patio and sit by the fire
and drink dirty marts or black and velvets
and listen to the kids get sleepy
and talk about living in Mexico or
music or films we want to see or make.
When we feel the freedom to stay home,
with our kids and rest and read, and eat curry chicken salad with apples instead.
When we know we are being loved
by His people-our people-
it's so easy to be thankful that
sometimes we forget.
Let's be the ones
Let us be the ones who say
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I cannot wait to have you meet my little brownie. Hope you make it into my kitchen and try our awesome nummies :)
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