Easter Offering
Mothers should not be the cause of your pain;
They’re supposed to make it go away;
They’re supposed to hold you;
And tell you everything is going to be all right.
They’re supposed to tell you that thunder is angels bowling;
And that it is okay to be afraid in the dark;
And that it is not silly to think
That there might be monsters in your closet;
And that it is okay if you want to climb in bed with them
Just this once cause it’s scary in the room all alone.
They’re supposed to say it’s okay to be afraid
And not be the thing you're afraid of
But most importantly,
They’re supposed to love you no matter what.
-- Jennifer Jureau, Criminal Minds, Season Six, Episode 1
My babies,
Here is the complete text of lines I messaged you at one time or another
It warms my heart to go over it again and again
I wish to be all that it says to you
Because I know I am not…actually I am far from all that
I just wish to rise above everything that weighs me down
But it is not wrong to wish to be that, right?
I may never be that way to you
But know in your heart that I tried and will continue trying
Until God says my time with you is up
I was supposed to write this last Good Friday
But the time I had in my hands was too short
Because I chose to finish writing the song
I promised to offer Jesus on Good Friday
Yesterday, I totally forgot all about this until last night
But I was too sleepy to even think
I guess now is the perfect time for this
Because I have time in my hands…time just for you.
Like I said, writing for you keeps you near me
Writing for you is another way of being with you
Because of the time and love I pour in what I do
Thank you for your time in reading this
I just want to tell you that I am sorry
For the times when I judged you in a snap
For the times when I was not there for you
For the times when I was just minding my own pain
when yours was greater
I am sorry
For the moments when I chose to just read/write
when I could have spent longer time with you
For the times when I was insensitive
For the times when I was simply not the mamita
I should be
I will not tell you that these things happened
Because I am only human and I am not perfect
That’s not a good excuse
These things happened because I chose to
Put myself first over you.
And telling you this doesn’t make everything right.
I may have written a song
Marveling at His creation
But I have overlooked that you
Are the most beautiful of His creation.
Each of you - unique and a semblance of Jesus
I am blessed that I still hold you now.
I love you no matter what
And this I know to be real
It is what I am capable of
It is what His grace enables me to do
Between joy and pain, behind every trial…
It is all I can give.
I love you.
Happy Easter.
Ad majorem Dei gloriam
April 24
They’re supposed to make it go away;
They’re supposed to hold you;
And tell you everything is going to be all right.
They’re supposed to tell you that thunder is angels bowling;
And that it is okay to be afraid in the dark;
And that it is not silly to think
That there might be monsters in your closet;
And that it is okay if you want to climb in bed with them
Just this once cause it’s scary in the room all alone.
They’re supposed to say it’s okay to be afraid
And not be the thing you're afraid of
But most importantly,
They’re supposed to love you no matter what.
-- Jennifer Jureau, Criminal Minds, Season Six, Episode 1
My babies,
Here is the complete text of lines I messaged you at one time or another
It warms my heart to go over it again and again
I wish to be all that it says to you
Because I know I am not…actually I am far from all that
I just wish to rise above everything that weighs me down
But it is not wrong to wish to be that, right?
I may never be that way to you
But know in your heart that I tried and will continue trying
Until God says my time with you is up
I was supposed to write this last Good Friday
But the time I had in my hands was too short
Because I chose to finish writing the song
I promised to offer Jesus on Good Friday
Yesterday, I totally forgot all about this until last night
But I was too sleepy to even think
I guess now is the perfect time for this
Because I have time in my hands…time just for you.
Like I said, writing for you keeps you near me
Writing for you is another way of being with you
Because of the time and love I pour in what I do
Thank you for your time in reading this
I just want to tell you that I am sorry
For the times when I judged you in a snap
For the times when I was not there for you
For the times when I was just minding my own pain
when yours was greater
I am sorry
For the moments when I chose to just read/write
when I could have spent longer time with you
For the times when I was insensitive
For the times when I was simply not the mamita
I should be
I will not tell you that these things happened
Because I am only human and I am not perfect
That’s not a good excuse
These things happened because I chose to
Put myself first over you.
And telling you this doesn’t make everything right.
I may have written a song
Marveling at His creation
But I have overlooked that you
Are the most beautiful of His creation.
Each of you - unique and a semblance of Jesus
I am blessed that I still hold you now.
I love you no matter what
And this I know to be real
It is what I am capable of
It is what His grace enables me to do
Between joy and pain, behind every trial…
It is all I can give.
I love you.
Happy Easter.
Ad majorem Dei gloriam
April 24