Isn’t there just something about a new month? About a fresh page on the calendar with all those little boxes open for plans. For life.
And it is September! The drier early mornings and faintly breezy nights are starting to whisper that fall in the desert might, just might, be coming.
A change of seasons.
I could use some change.
I’ve been tense and toxic. Feeling my temper all too often. Running scared and it shows. I am a mom in need of some serious renovation.
So beware. It could get messy. Be on the look out, because I’m in for all-out transformation.
*Now switching gears, (but not really)…
Do you ever hear a song that you want to run out and give to everyone you know? I feel that way pretty often. This time it started with a song (this one: Rise by Shawn McDonald), but I downloaded the entire album the very next day and it was that good. Below are a few of the lyrics or JUST LISTEN– a live acoustic performance.
Yes I will rise
Out of these ashes rise
From this trouble I have found
And this rubble on the ground
I will rise
Cause He Who is in me
Is greater than I will ever be
And I will rise
Sometimes my heart is on the ground
And hope is nowhere to be found
Love is a figment I once knew
And yet I hold on to what I know is true
Well I keep on coming to this place
That I don’t know quite how to face
So I lay down my life in hopes to die
That somehow I might rise
A gentle anthem happily stuck in my head.