The Shades of Disarray


The Shades of Disarray

By Tara Young

Many shades of disarray I can plainly see.

Why can’t my home be as tidy as I wish it to be?

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The hours we read and played today. The laundry piled up high.

To say that I am not discouraged would be a great big lie.

Yet in her eyes I see a glow as first words she read out loud.

Her voice squeaked and screeched as she yelled, “I read! Mom! Aren’t you proud?”

These moments that I have with her are shades of disarray.

The cleaning and the folding will be done as I pray.

Pray that I am worthy of this child placed in my heart.

For in my womb she did not grow, but God gave her a fresh start.

So when I see the disarray, I shrug my shoulders and sigh.

I will get to that, but now, her joy is nigh.

If I wait until she naps, a lot more things get done.

Right now in my shades of disarray, she just wants to have some fun.

fun girl

 

Snakes and Kittens and Prayers oh my!

Young saga…
No snakes in the hen house after it was reinforced.
2 kittens reappeared! They were stalking bugs on the back porch! They are a little thin, but happy!!

Sierra has been praying that God would protect the kittens and bring them home. I love that she has the faith in a very big God and trusted Him no matter the outcome. The extreme joy and hope on her face was priceless. Thank you Lord for hearing the prayers of my daughter and blessing her faithfulness.

 

17 years ago today.

17 years ago today, God opened the door and paved the way. I wore my mother’s dress that day.

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Walking with my hand in my father’s, he was giving away his only daughter’s.

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My parents entrusted my heart to yours preparing to walk through many doors.

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Humble vows tender words recited.

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Oh my goodness I was so excited! Being one with you had been decided.

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17 years of ups and downs.

17 years of laughter and frowns.

17 years of sorrows and joys.

17 years floors now littered with toys.

If I were to return to this same time, I would still make you mine.

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Trepidation and excitement too, 17 years and I still choose you.

 Happy Anniversary my love.

Where are we going?

Where are we going?

Why are we here? We are waiting, our ears bended near.
Show us Lord the path we must walk. Show us Lord and help us talk.
About the plans for each one of us laid. Reveal to us how this hand should be played.

Lord we crave your will for us and so, we wait and hope and trust.
Our hearts are yearning for that rush yet we wait as you whisper, “hush”.
“I will show you how to play that hand. Whether you should really buy that land.
I will open and close each door. As I’ve been faithful to do before.
I have never left you there to falter, when you leave it at my altar.
Pray and seek and you will find, what joyous plan is in my mind.
Your vision, your dreams are what they seem. True peace will shine in your eyes as they gleam.
Awaiting the door to swing open wide. My joy is complete as you gaze inside.
Keep your trust in Me alone, because on your journey My light has shown.
Unbolt your heart to what is new. Because it is the best thing to do.
God I ask that you would fill our hearts with truth and truth alone. On our path and in our hearts let your light be powerfully shown.

A miraculous family tree.

Beneath my heart where my womb would be, is an empty space.

 No child, no babe, no wee one, will ever inhabit that place.

 I am unable to bear a child, a lament my heart did face.

 In God’s arrangement and in His manner He provided by His grace.

 He took my three and replaced with theirs, three little ones in need.

I recognize that He has blessed me with richness indeed.

He grew them in another’s womb another mother did bear.

 My valued cherished daughters to me you gave to care.

Three little faces greet me each new day.

Wild and passionate in their extraordinary way.

 Their joy replaces my grief.

I thought that through birth they would come to me but adoption was a relief.

 I understand though no babes will come I do unmistakably see.

You enriched our lives by planting a miraculous family tree.