Sunday, September 20, 2009
Shake the Dust from Your Feet (Matthew 10:14)
With the activities behind me and life's challenges exposed at more levels than I care to share here, I cried all the way from Lake Arrowhead to Orange County.
I cried for stolen lives and a half dozen young, innocent, and broken hearts; I cried over the folly of youth and the challenges ahead; I cried over a lost eternity and the weakness of mankind; and I cried over the lies that blatantly and brazenly live on.
But then I took a deep breath, lifted my chin and shook the dust from my feet.
I know great men and women. I recognize and celebrate truth. I believe in the healing power of God. I trust that what is good and right and true will prevail. I seek for light and avoid darkness. I have faith in my children and in my friends and in myself. I recognize the tenacious and industrious determination of the human spirit. I honor life. I respect honorable choices. I treasure the principle of repentance. I embrace forgiveness and I trust eternity. I am not perfect, but I don't claim or pretend to be either.
And nearly two decades after it was stolen away from me, I have reclaimed my life.
I know who I am and it's good to be home.
Carrie Underwood "Home Sweet Home"