It’s tangerine rosemary tea in my grandmother’s tea-cup on a holiday afternoon
as the sun slants through the front windows
And I lasso time to write
My heart
It’s snowflakes on the first day
Back to work after the holiday
Snowflakes cover the road
Covering my windshield
And my black ballet slippers
Leave a path across the grocery parking lot
For club soda, vanilla bean ice cream
And chocolate syrup
Because my littlest one found the recipe
In an old book
Though I knew the recipe from an old memory
Saucey boy thought he’d discovered something I didn’t
know
And I lassoed time
Because he threw down the gauntlet
To make soda memories
It’s, “Mama can you make my sandwich
‘cause it would just taste that much better?”
Or, “Mom, can you bring by the stapler?”
“Read my essay – did I do the cites right?”
expressing appropriate appreciation in the dry
humor of a miniature snowman
and how repentance grows out of hard lessons learned,
grows into tears, hugs and walking tall
And I lasso time out of the jaws of not enough
of me to go around
It’s the no in healthy boundaries
And faith in the journey of a prayer sent out
It’s decisions not for popularity
But for love
and letting go so that independence with training wheels
can work
For standing when sometimes I’d rather
retreat to “Stars and Butterflies” and “The Militia Marching In”
And I lasso time for grace
because I asked God for these boys and this job
and He grew my heart and the will to fight
for moments with tangerine rosemary tea,
chocolate sodas, the dry humor of a miniature snowman
and an answered prayer come home
Your posts just leave me speechless, but I am supposed to leave a comment, right? You are so talented my friend and your words are like music.
Much love,
Beth
love.this.
felt like I was there, sipping tea, praying with you
Awesome. I just love how you put the words together and spoke my mama-heart.
Such beautiful words. You have a very special gift. Many blessings to you and yours.
This is breathtaking and beautiful!
Your ability to string together beautiful words is amazing! WOW! So beautiful!
I love the picture of lassoing time in this crazy busy season of life.
catching up here, sounds like a busy holiday season.
Your title drew me in…love the imagery of lassoing time to love. I want to be more conscious of doing that in 2014.
‘He grew my heart and the will to fight
for moments with tangerine rosemary tea,
chocolate sodas, the dry humor of a miniature snowman
and an answered prayer come home’
simply . wow
This is absolutely lovely. A joy to read. I hope you find many blessings of time in 2014.
Being a mom is a hard ministry indeed. But what joy when we as mothers are able to weave precious memories with our children. From the simplest to the most complex tasks. Either to cheer on triumphs or nurse wounds when on the bottom
of the wheel of life. I love the vivid images your words bring to perceptive hearts. Happy New Year sister and may each day bring you lots of awesome discoveries and overcome any hurdles by His grace.
Really sweet post…and now I want to try a chocolate soda!
So lovely and thoughtful. Love the idea of “lassoing time to love” because we do need to be intentional.
I can’t even tell you how much I love this…your black ballet slippers and soda memories and lassoing time for love and grace and tangerine rosemary tea. You’ve lassoed me with your words.
As I read these touching words, I could not stop. I was drawn in and loved the feeling I have now that I am through. ‘Tis beautiful and I shall be lassoing time for a while.
Caring through Christ, ~ linda
This took me back to my children,
It’s the no in healthy boundaries
And faith in the journey of a prayer sent out
It’s decisions not for popularity
But for love
and letting go so that independence with training wheels
can work
Yes, yes, yes!
We have to be intentional about what we spend our time on and what we decide to stop for. ‘Lassoing Time’ is the perfect picture of just that. Great read.
Hi Maryleigh, one line really got me – “Lassoing time for grace because I asked Him for them” – ouch! I too asked the Lord for my kids and sometimes I want to sit on them or not hear them or hide in a corner with a cuppa of course and disappear into a book where they are not! Lol. Loved this post my precious friend
God bless
Tracy
You wield that lasso well, my sister. Time… grace… love… There is so much beauty here.
Thanks for linking up to Thought-Provoking Thursday! 🙂