“Hitchhiking”

I’ve traveled beyond
where I’ve gone
fast forwarding to know
Your Will

not waiting for Your lead
not balancing in Your light
but tripping in the field

as I close my eyes
and open my heart
I see Love
all the way through

Scars that Prove Something

I always thought scars were a constant reminder of “what happened,” but since I have a couple now, I realize that’s not the case. Most of my “scars” are on the inside, so I never really thought about them as being reminders. Music, smells, household chores, thoughts usually trigger me back to a painful past, but not so much scars.

A little while back, I fell at my sons’ football practice and ended up in the emergency room. I have an irritating looking scar on my foot and my knee. At times, after standing for a while, the one on my foot hurts. Looking at it and feeling it, both, don’t seem to take me back to the moment of trauma; something else does. Continue reading