Wednesday, May 28, 2014
You were one of the gems from my time in Virginia.
Lift up your faces, you have a piercing need
For this bright morning dawning for you.
History, despite its wrenching pain,
Cannot be unlived, and if faced
With courage, need not be lived again.
Lift up your eyes upon
The day breaking for you.
Give birth again
To the dream.
I will never forget that cold, inaugural morning. They said there hadn't been an inaugural recitation since Robert Frost spoke at John F. Kennedy's election in 1961. Did the viewers back then understand the significance of witnessing Frost in person? Did they know they would be envied by people like me?
Women, children, men,
Take it into the palms of your hands.
Mold it into the shape of your most
Private need. Sculpt it into
The image of your most public self.
Lift up your hearts
Each new hour holds new chances
For new beginnings.
Do not be wedded forever
To fear, yoked eternally
The horizon leans forward,
Offering you space to place new steps of change.
Here, on the pulse of this fine day
You may have the courage
To look up and out upon me, the
Rock, the River, the Tree, your country.
I read later that this presidential assignment scared you. You'd even asked many members of the audience to pray for you as you composed and recited your piece. I think their prayers were answered.
I was 16 and I was sitting on the edge of my seat.
Your words are still in my thoughts. Your hidden smile as you concluded the last line is still bright in my memory. And someday when my posterity asks what it was like to see Maya Angelou at the 1993 presidential inauguration, they'll know how much your words inspired us all.
Thank you courageous Maya. It was an honor.
Here on the pulse of this new day
You may have the grace to look up and out
And into your sister's eyes, into
Your brother's face, your country
And say simply
Saturday, May 24, 2014
The good news is that this year there was no rain and zero hail (still freezing cold though). And the views were breathtaking!
The even better news... Greg and the boys volunteered at Stop #3. Best crew ever!
And we can't forget the food!! Because anyone who knows this race, understands that the REAL reason I sign up every year is for the food. Everything is classic Trader Joe's - which means excellent cuisine at the rest stops...
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Book? - The Water Horse by Dick King Smith
Song? - Radioactive by Imagine Dragons
Scripture? - Genesis 18:2-19
Poem? - The
Babysitter by Shel Silverstein
Motto? - "I fight for truth"
Ambition? - Inventor
College? - BYU
Mission? - Philippines or South America
I love recording my children's favorites categories of self expression at designated intervals. I love noting the change and the growth.
But I definitely do not love the fact that my oldest (this adorable, cutest young man) will be in Jr. High in 2 more weeks.
Good grief, no!!!
I had a
serious talk with him a month ago and told him he needs to stop growing.
I'm happy to stop serving vegetables. No more apples.
We'll even cut out the physical activities.
He only laughed and ran outside to play football with his brother...
Monday, May 12, 2014
Not so much the content.
Because when all is said and done, everything can appear good. It really boils down to the story in front of you and sometimes the one that follows.
Case in point...
Yes... we're SO glad Our Sweetie's story was highlighted right after these two.
Because honestly, it was an amazing service project! Our neighbor was out of town for a week and had asked my kids to feed his chickens. My kids decided to clean out the cage to surprise him before he returned. And our neighbor was delighted! The kids loved it - and felt wonderful about their work.
But when you place my son next to 48 sack lunches and 30 children's costumes...
You get the idea.
Sunday, May 4, 2014
"Weary as you lay at night you're waiting for the sun, and you'll be planning out tomorrow now before this day is done."
"Your influence has been profound."
"You're the one shining in my life."
"You're up with the sun. And you've done one hundred things before half past nine. By the time most folks are up and gone, you'll be starting on one hundred and one."
"You're the inspiration to the way I live my life."
"And I'm trying to thank you now for what I've become, but I have only just begun."
-Gillian, The Waifs-