"Here Lies...Me" | Happy BIRTHday
Today, I turn Thirty Three
Here’s to dreaming again despite the fear,
The deepening of the joy of salvation
Trusting the ways His love has been made clear
Surely God’s brought me a long way
Yet not exactly where I believed I’d be
I’m certainly committed to surrendering
To His truth, setting me free
These past 3 decades have been a journey
Filled with much laughter and many tears
All bringing me closer to a type of crucifixion
Of the false expectations I built over the years
Thirty three has much significance
A fulfillment of promises, is certainly true
It is also the age of Jesus died
Renting the veil of the conclusion many drew
Thirty years later, now unlearning
Being humbled by wisdom’s confrontation
That on my best, “formulated” days
My plans fall short of God’s revelation
At Thirty Three, Jesus felt the weight
Of His yes, to those who would say no
Yet despite wanting the cup to pass by
He said, ‘not my will;’ ‘I will go.’
I’m not Jesus nor do I measure up
But as I seek to exhale His breath
I can’t just celebrate a resurrection
Without the addressing the necessary death
I needed to sit in the ashes
Without neglecting the beauty in the constellation
There, is where grace and grief held hands
And I finally embrace them both, as celebration
His Joy has been my strength
Because I’ve been weak beyond measure
His power has been evident at my worst
Because I’ve tilled ground and found no treasure
His grace has been sufficient
Because I’ve felt abandoned by my Savior
His love has surrounded me
Because I’ve questioned His love, on ‘good behavior.’
He’s given me beauty for ashes
Because I’ve sat on a heap of dead dreams
His peace has surpassed my understanding
Because I’ve felt deafened by silent screams
His word has washed over me
Because some days I’ve struggled reading His word
His Presence has been the only answer
Because I’ve felt like some prayers went unheard
Thirty three is an unveiling
Of the things that for too long held me bound
The letting go of misguided promises
In an effort to hear heaven’s sound
The sound of miracles happening daily
As I love God, and He loves others through me
The working of His resurrection power
So that is not I, but Christ living in me
The beauty, found in [re]birth
While acknowledging how ugly the process has been
There is nothing beautiful about the proverbial tombstone
That inevitably points back to ‘here lies… me.’
When God set me on this journey
Of the undoing of me to make me whole
Little did I know what turns I would take
And all the life changing lessons through the holes
As I embark on this new chapter
Thirty three was authored by The One
Who holds my world when things have shaken
And who all of my battles, He’s won
So I walk certain of Who goes before me
The same God who kept me then, keeps me now
His love has overwhelmed me so
That all I can do is smile and stop asking ‘how.’
The unspeakable joy that fills my heart
Doesn’t come from a temporary space
But rather, having mourned long enough
There, in grief, I was met by His grace
I stopped avoiding feeling pain
So that I can meet others in theirs
To speak life because I’ve experienced death
To speak hope where life feels unfair
To challenge myself while being human
To honor the call of being a mother, without an excuse
Being held accountable to my responsibility
To present this faith journey, disabused
I am looking forward to what’s ahead
Here’s to His light shining, through my ‘yes’
Today I renew my commitment to the journey
Of surrendering to the Potter, my miry mess
Today, I turn Thirty Three
Here’s to dreaming again despite the fear,
The deepening of the joy of His salvation
Trusting the ways His love has been made clear