II Chronicles 7:14

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Me a writer? nahhhh...

I bet not one of you knows this about me...but way back when I was in high school (we're fixing to have our 15 year reunion!!) during my junior and senior years, I was the assistant editor of our school newspaper, which was a pretty big honor. We did a whole publication weekly that actually came out in our town's regular newspaper! I absolutely LOVED it and my mom still has all my articles in her attic! (speaking of, I should pull those out sometime and look through them! what fun that would be!!)
Anyway, it's always been a dream of mine to write a book. Probably a Christian romance novel since that's what I've always enjoyed reading...or maybe a children's book. I absolutely LOVE the books by Max Lucado for kids. Such rich, meaningful and fun stories! ("You are Special" is my favorite!)
Anyway, when my friend Amy mentioned that Cheerios was doing a contest for unpublished authors, I immediately switched over to a blank Word document and before I even had time to think, my fingers spewed this little poem out. It's not anything I would publish or even send in...but after I was finished and I went back and read it, I realized I had just literally poured my HEART out without even really realizing it. I wept reading this back to myself and this morning when I tried to read it to Brooklyn, I couldn't even choke the words out through the lump in my throat and tears threatening to pour down my face. I'm not sure what I'll ever do with it, but I thought I'd at least put it on here for you all to read and see if you relate to it any. It's not grammatically perfect and some of the endings don't even really rhyme correctly, but it still says exactly what I feel. It's almost as if my heart had a direct link to my fingers and completely bypassed my brain. hmmm..... Anyway, here ya go. I titled it:


Someday when you’re a mommy, you’ll understand why,

When I hold you snugly in my arms,

I’m happy, but I yet I cry.

Looking down at you, as you dance around and play

Reminds me that I should do more of that

Instead of always rushing through my day.

You ask me, “Mommy, why are we in such a hurry?”

And I realize that your childhood

is passing by like a momentary snowflake flurry.

I see you stoop to study a bright red ladybug

And watch the joy light up your eyes

When I stop to give you a hug.

Nothing makes you more excited than to have my undivided attention

So why do I keep myself going

in a hundred different directions?

Oh precious child, how I miss the days when you were so innocent and small

And I could hold you and help you

and make sure you didn’t fall.

Now you’re growing up and you need me less and less

And while I’m proud of your accomplishments,

it sometimes turns me into a blubbering tearful mess!

What can I do to remind myself how precious this time with you is?

When we’re fussing and we’re fighting and wishing the day would end,

I want to stop and think of how someday…I’m gonna miss this.


*Ashley Lou* said...

That. is. just. beautiful! I just don't have the words to say except you should completely follow your heart in this. Don't be afraid of rejection...If you never step off the ledge, you NEVER learn how to fly!

I once heard a quote that goes:

When you come to edge of all you have ever known and are about to step off the ledge, faith is knowing one of two things will happen: There will be something there to stand on, or you will learn how to fly!

You are blessed and highly favored, Woman of God! =)

Rene' said...

beautiful! very heartfelt. i like it, and its so true. why don't u sit down one day and try to write something for the cheerios thing? might be fun :)

Tammy said...

Just BEAUTIFUL, Jen. Made me teary-eyed. I can hear you reading it to your kids and then I can almost hear myself reading it to mine. So, so lovely. You should definitely keep writing ... it's pouring from your heart.