I thought about doing an April Fool’s post, but I’ve never really been a fan of the ‘holiday.’
I thought maybe what we need today is a little less foolery and a little more hope.
So. Today as I embark on the first day of CAMP NANOWRIMO full of hope to see a novel through to the end of the month, I’m also celebrating and embracing a challenge:
- MY DAD is doing Camp with me! He inspired today’s post with his comment yesterday, so this one goes out to him.
- Today I am posting my hope*writers bio on facebook. This is a huge thing for me because I have largely avoided all social media for the last SEVERAL years, and I’m about to introduce myself to a brand new community of online writers. I feel the love and support, but I also have a bit of stage fright. Wish me luck!
As this post might have my largest audience yet, let me take this opportunity to share a message of hope from me to you:
These LYRICS: are imperfect, but I’ve included my favorites :
Love possesses nothing Nor would it ever be possessed Love is love sufficient unto love And you can figure out the rest
For those of you who have children…
They'll come through your womb but not be coming from you They will be with you, but they do not belong to you You can give them your love but not your thoughts For they'll arrive with their own hearts
and lest we forget…
And think not you can direct the course of
Love itself directs the course of love
Believe not God is in your heart, child
But rather you're in the heart of God
I pray the thought gives you peace for the present and hope for the future.
xxxlinsey
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Seeing this:
They’ll come through your womb but not be coming from you
They will be with you, but they do not belong to you
You can give them your love but not your thoughts
For they’ll arrive with their own hearts
Makes me understand, I think, what you were saying in response to my desire to share my shortcomings and mistakes with my kids. The lyric is absolutely true – I can only give them my love. I wouldn’t dare try to make them think like me. What a tragedy that would be! They do arrive with their own hearts. What a blessing.
I like this V E R Y much:
And think not you can direct the course of
Love itself directs the course of love
Believe not God is in your heart, child
But rather you’re in the heart of God
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Very powerful parts of the song. I’m glad you enjoyed them
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