Thursday, February 22, 2007

blogs, death, growth, a song and a poem.

why does this rarely let me blog? why does it tell me i have to switch to google...then not let me? how do i do whatever it wants me to do? please someone...help!

so, my uncle died. heart attack. 53 years old. on my moms side of course... very difficult to deal with all these deaths..please keep praying for us.

i've been reading my Bible every day for the past week. i've also been having a lot of conversations with people...seemingly random and what once i would have considered normal...but now i see God is helping me to get back on track. i find it very interesting the people God chooses to help me, people i didnt know until a week ago, people i've never talked to about these things amd people i said id never trust again. God rips down walls and He builds bridges and the things we dont even know could happen, happen. when we are in our weakest darkest moment, there He is to pull us up even when we think we might like to stay down. praise the LORD and give thanks for everything and everyone He gives you. and if you love someone, you should prolly tell them. you never know when the last time you see them or talk to them is going to be.



Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, Mountain Mama
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gathered round her
Miners lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrop in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, Mountain Mama
Take me home, country roads


I hear her voice
In the mornin hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin down the road I get a feelinThat I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, Mountain Mama
Take me home, country roads


Country roads, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, Mountain Mama
Take me home, country roads

Take me home, down country roads
Take me home, down counrty roads

- john denver

i remember life when life was more fun than sad. partties, and music, good food and laughs. i remember when she baked me cakes on my birthday and he read on Christmas eve. i remember the santa suit, and i remember raking leaves. i remember boxing day, and playing baseball, i remember the sweet maple smells in fall. i remember all those flamingos, and i remember backyard snow. i remember costumes and i remember jokes. i remember feelings and i remember words you spoke. i remember sitting on the back deck, and out front on hot days. i remember being carefree, like youd be there always. i remember when i heard the news...then heard the news again. knowing you were going to go, but not knowing when. i remember sitting with him, in the hospital waiting for him to get well. i remember sitting by the phone hearing that she fell. i remember each homecomming, hoping it was the last. i remember sitting there with her as each day and night went past. i remember the exhaustion, the worry and the fear. i remember the knowing...soon she wont be here. i remember being there when her suffering was no more. but mourning and crying there was no time for. i remember trying hard to keep myself germ free. i remember holding my breath and saying this cant be. i remember when he died, we begged him not to go. but his time had come and he left us all alone. i remember crying, cuz the tears dont really stop. i remember cryign cuz the tears dont really stop.

ill probably revise this a lot.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Nicole,

You are not suffering from lack of faith, you are grieving for the loss of your grandparents. It is natural to grieve -- it is unnatural to say "Oh, well, I have faith so I am not sad anymore." Yes, you have faith, but you are still sad because of your loss. My grandfather died when I was 15. I was devastated and lost a lot of confidence for about 2 years. It wasn't that I didn't have faith. He was 67 years of age and still working. He died on the morning of my cousin's wedding and the whole family were in grief and shock because they couldn't believe it. Some of their trouble was because they felt that as he was now in glory, they shouldn't be sad. The Apostle Paul said "we grieve, but not as those who have no hope."

You have other things to feel sad about. It sounds like your home situation is not the happiest. Are you not living with your parents? I must be missing the whole story.

Love and prayers,

Elizabeth

Dennis and Valerie said...

Hey Nicole,
I've been thinking about you a lot lately. I'm glad you've had good conversations with people this week and some good times with God.

Love you,
Valerie

Dennis and Valerie said...

Oh, and if you want to go to the new blogger, you have to make yourself a "google account". It is easy, just follow the prompts on the updating to new blogger page. Once you have that, updating your blog is pretty simple, just follow more directions.