He has come for me

My Beloved has rescued me!
He has heard my cry
He has had pity on my plight
He has scaled the wall
A mighty wall He has lept

He has come to me
And lifted me up
Carried me to high ground
Above the rising tide
Out and over

I can see them now
They are of no consequence
In the fullness of time
He has come for me
My Beloved, My Hero, My Lord

"He has made everything beautiful in it's time..." (Ecclesiastes 3:11)

Where can you find me?

It's easy to find me.

I am usually standing at the sink. Yes, really. No matter where I am, if there is a sink, that's where I will be, washing dishes, putting dishes away, cooking and making more dirty dishes. No matter if I am at work or at home, or at someone else's home, I'll be at the sink.

Maybe because I am a mom.

Or, I'm in my car. I often have one or two teenagers with me, although I have been known to have 7 in my car (it's a 5-person car, you understand). Watching them all exit is like a comedy routine! My car is so old. (how old is it?) It's so old that when my daughters and friends started writing on the back seats and ceiling, I didn't care, because when I am done with this car, I am only going to throw it away. Actually, I kinda like some of it, especially the "I love Mrs. R -- Big John" on my sun visor.

Maybe because I am a mom.

Or, I'm at my PC. I love my PC. I can talk to all my friends on IM... Ok, maybe I only have a few that actually sign on that much because I am so old.

Maybe because I am a mom.

Or, I am at my kitchen table with my three of my Bibles and my journal, talking to My Beloved. He encourages me, comforts me, instructs me, weeps with me. I pray a lot these days.

Maybe because I am a mother of teenagers.

Yep, that would be it.

What was I thinking?

I have lost my mind. What was I thinking? That anyone would care to read my ramblings.

But I know that My Beloved wants to hear all. Tune it and you'll hear more about Him.