i'm enjoying a favorite song, admiring
the lyrics, the vocals, the playing and production
and thinking: this started as a possibility,
a "what if...?" now worked out.
i respond by singing or slapping a knee or
making my own little something. (let's call it art.)
we are all creative creatures
- marvelously made and making -
shaping the world to our imaginings.
we strut our stuff, share quotes and pictures,
freshen up the miasma with new ideas.
and we're all trying to say
(sometimes we scream it)
here is beauty! this is truth!
don't you think?
david rathert
oh, those girls!
they light us up, laugh us up - full of
exuberance, energy, surprises, good stuff.
they also frustrate and exhaust us with
interruptions, demands and disobedience.
they mess up our house, shred
our patience, drive us crazy!
in fact, some days bedtime
is both a goal and a reward.
we correct, instruct, encourage, collapse.
later on (when the noises are sleeping)
clarity comes in the still.
tonight for instance God
broke through to remind me
that He is growing me with children,
that this daily struggle is purposeful,
and that joy is a gift
wrapped up in the process.
david rathert
exuberance, energy, surprises, good stuff.
they also frustrate and exhaust us with
interruptions, demands and disobedience.
they mess up our house, shred
our patience, drive us crazy!
in fact, some days bedtime
is both a goal and a reward.
we correct, instruct, encourage, collapse.
later on (when the noises are sleeping)
clarity comes in the still.
tonight for instance God
broke through to remind me
that He is growing me with children,
that this daily struggle is purposeful,
and that joy is a gift
wrapped up in the process.
david rathert
snap
we were strolling along outside the Giant,
purchases made, full of jokes and merriment,
anticipating movie-watching, togetherness,
that sort of thing. and i was feeling
a bit frisky, rejoicing in youthful vigor.
the shopping cart enclosure didn't seem
exceedingly high (waist-tall at best)
and a spirited vault didn't seem
particularly unreasonable, given the
aforementioned youthful vigor.
so i sprung
(lithe as a gazelle, carefree as the wind)
and the gate swung (oops) open
quite unexpectedly (at least to me)
and - for the second time in my life -
my wrist, innocent radiocarpal joint,
now bearing the full weight of my being
(my frisky, vigorous and youthful being),
snapped
as it had years before
when i launched
from a swiftly speeding skateboard
onto unforgiving, unbounceable asphalt.
and my friends - my dear friends -
as others had years before
when i also turned
even whiter than usual
(and certainly much quieter)
just couldn't help snickering about it.
david rathert
purchases made, full of jokes and merriment,
anticipating movie-watching, togetherness,
that sort of thing. and i was feeling
a bit frisky, rejoicing in youthful vigor.
the shopping cart enclosure didn't seem
exceedingly high (waist-tall at best)
and a spirited vault didn't seem
particularly unreasonable, given the
aforementioned youthful vigor.
so i sprung
(lithe as a gazelle, carefree as the wind)
and the gate swung (oops) open
quite unexpectedly (at least to me)
and - for the second time in my life -
my wrist, innocent radiocarpal joint,
now bearing the full weight of my being
(my frisky, vigorous and youthful being),
snapped
as it had years before
when i launched
from a swiftly speeding skateboard
onto unforgiving, unbounceable asphalt.
and my friends - my dear friends -
as others had years before
when i also turned
even whiter than usual
(and certainly much quieter)
just couldn't help snickering about it.
david rathert