Sunday, January 2, 2011


As I sit here, this New Year's, I realize that I am in a completely different place.  Both figuratively and literally.  And I'm okay with that.

I traded a house in town

for one in the country.

I traded restaurant meals

for home-cooked ones.

I traded open-toe, heels

for flat snow boots.

I traded perfectly coiffed hair

for braids.

I traded a seat in the sanctuary

for a carpet square in Sunday School.

I traded a mortgage

for my marriage.

After all is said and done, I'd say that I came out ahead.  What did you trade this year?

where Glory meets my suffering