Two months ago my life changed. From a lifetime of wanting to be absent came a choice to be here. Sober and actively working on myself, I'm seeing the damage I caused, but also the peace I have with where I'm at. It's not where I thought I would see myself at 48, but it's a path I'm on for the duration. Peace - what a strange word, and an even stranger feeling to start to process. There is a life with peace. Serenity comes from accepting where I'm at and prayerfully asking for "His will, not mine".
Below is a collection of writings from two months of living this life differently. Safe, sane(-ish) and sober.
~ from the previous blog “By Faith (a moment of calm)”
"I’m praying a lot. This calm scares me. But I promised I would make it to the next moment. And that’s tomorrow morning. I need to sleep. I haven’t for the last three nights.
I want to rest. I want to be held. I wanna make love deeply to my love and wake to breakfast with everyone around the table. But what I am going to do is wake. I’m trying to face tomorrow. I have a little peace with that.
OK God. I’m yours."
11/19/20
Surrender…
“Who is with me?
The birds and the bees.
The flowers and the trees…
My God above whom I dearly love.”
11/21/20
clc
I haven’t forgotten you. How could I?
I still… AW
11/25/20
clc
Be Courageous.
The birds and the bees.
The flowers and the trees…
My God above whom I dearly love.”
11/21/20
clc
I haven’t forgotten you. How could I?
I still… AW
11/25/20
clc
Be Courageous.
Be Open.
Be Willing.
Be BOLD.
12/9/20
clc
Keep a Candle Burning
12/9/20
clc
Keep a Candle Burning
Keep a candle burning
Under the pale moonlight
Do not be discouraged
It’s time to let go of this fight
Under the pale moonlight
Do not be discouraged
It’s time to let go of this fight
Turn your eyes toward heaven
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have a little hope before me
See it right before my eyes
I wish I may, I wish I might
Have a little hope before me
See it right before my eyes
The struggle has taken captive
So many years I can’t recall
All the battles lost to fighting
With you, my precious lord
So many years I can’t recall
All the battles lost to fighting
With you, my precious lord
So, now I’m here in your presence
Open heart and open mind
To what you place before me
Give me your peace and let me fly
Open heart and open mind
To what you place before me
Give me your peace and let me fly
Say a prayer to heaven
It’s not the words, it’s what’s inside
And I know you’re up there listening
I don’t ever want to hide
It’s not the words, it’s what’s inside
And I know you’re up there listening
I don’t ever want to hide
Again from your salvation
Take my wounds and set me free
To live each day beside you
With each precious breath I breathe
Take my wounds and set me free
To live each day beside you
With each precious breath I breathe
So I’ll keep that candle burning
On into the night
Knowing I’m never far from your presence
Lord, you’re right here by my side
On into the night
Knowing I’m never far from your presence
Lord, you’re right here by my side
You’re right here by my side.
12/10/20
clc
12/10/20
clc
Through the Trees
How do I take this feeling
How do I take these dreams
Every moment beckons
Me to continue to be
Here – ever hopeful
Present – with where I am
Pray for the future
Give it to God – and take my stand
Never letting go of what he’s promised –
Believe.
Let her know – through the winter wind
That blows
Through the trees…
How do I take these dreams
Every moment beckons
Me to continue to be
Here – ever hopeful
Present – with where I am
Pray for the future
Give it to God – and take my stand
Never letting go of what he’s promised –
Believe.
Let her know – through the winter wind
That blows
Through the trees…
Through the trees.
12/18/20
clc
Potter’s Clay
Mold me and make me
crush my will and renew
Give me hope that is born
From my dependence on you
crush my will and renew
Give me hope that is born
From my dependence on you
Take all of these trials,
let them be known
As where I wasn’t willing
to make your will my own
let them be known
As where I wasn’t willing
to make your will my own
I know you are the potter,
and I just the clay
Take the heart of this man,
and mold me, I pray
and I just the clay
Take the heart of this man,
and mold me, I pray
Mold me, I pray
12/31/20
clc
Fabric of the Path
12/31/20
clc
Fabric of the Path
We are all woven
from the fabric of the path
we travel on,
together – we surpass
what we could not do alone
we, not I –
with all our might –
carry on
01/01/21
clc
Hold On
from the fabric of the path
we travel on,
together – we surpass
what we could not do alone
we, not I –
with all our might –
carry on
01/01/21
clc
Hold On
Hold on
Never listen
To the voices in your head
The ones who say you’re not enough
Reach deeper
Never listen
To the voices in your head
The ones who say you’re not enough
Reach deeper
To the place where
You see all the beauty
All the treasure you hold inside
That place where you run
When you want to fall and cry
You see all the beauty
All the treasure you hold inside
That place where you run
When you want to fall and cry
Don’t forget
That you are here,
Part of a bigger plan
And you, you matter
Try and understand
No man, no child, no woman
Can make you less than all you are
All that peace you’re missing
Is right there, inside your heart.
01/04/21
clc
A Prayer
That you are here,
Part of a bigger plan
And you, you matter
Try and understand
No man, no child, no woman
Can make you less than all you are
All that peace you’re missing
Is right there, inside your heart.
01/04/21
clc
A Prayer
God I still want all the things you promised me.
I want to hold her late at night, to feel fresh air and breathe
I don’t know what to do with all I’ve lost, because of me
I never know what to do, so I’ll go to bed and sleep
Living in your promises, though they come in your own time
I hope that you will not forget, this man, and say “You’re mine”
01/06/21
clc
Topiary
I want to hold her late at night, to feel fresh air and breathe
I don’t know what to do with all I’ve lost, because of me
I never know what to do, so I’ll go to bed and sleep
Living in your promises, though they come in your own time
I hope that you will not forget, this man, and say “You’re mine”
01/06/21
clc
Topiary
Lord,
Grow me like the vine
Twisting and curving toward the sky
Let me bend as you awake
My spirit, and give me breath each day
As I meander, stop and prune
All that is dying - my will not yours
And as day turns into night
Write your promises on the sky
So as I lay down to sleep
I draw comfort from knowing that you will keep
Me safe til’ morning light
As you grow me like the vine.
01/10/21
clc
Prayer for Annie
Grow me like the vine
Twisting and curving toward the sky
Let me bend as you awake
My spirit, and give me breath each day
As I meander, stop and prune
All that is dying - my will not yours
And as day turns into night
Write your promises on the sky
So as I lay down to sleep
I draw comfort from knowing that you will keep
Me safe til’ morning light
As you grow me like the vine.
01/10/21
clc
Prayer for Annie
Dear Lord,
Wrap your arms around her tender, broken heart
Mend each fractured vessel
And show her continually all you are
Wrap your arms around her tender, broken heart
Mend each fractured vessel
And show her continually all you are
And let her dwell each morning
Like the dew paints the waking earth
More and more in you
Let her find how much she’s worth
Like the dew paints the waking earth
More and more in you
Let her find how much she’s worth
Whisper your sweet promise
In her ear and let her know
All that you have planned for her
As she travels down this road
01/10/21
clc
In her ear and let her know
All that you have planned for her
As she travels down this road
01/10/21
clc
A New Creation
Leonardo, what about her smile?
Is she wistful & waiting, or hesitant & mild
Oh, how you touched us - gave us more than ‘her’
Your musings & writings, show us designs we weren’t aware
Is she wistful & waiting, or hesitant & mild
Oh, how you touched us - gave us more than ‘her’
Your musings & writings, show us designs we weren’t aware
See David, chiseled out of stone
Michelangelo, you’ve become so well known
Your artistry still shines today
Inspiring us to things both bold and great
Michelangelo, you’ve become so well known
Your artistry still shines today
Inspiring us to things both bold and great
And as I ponder where I am tonight
Painting on a canvas, or chapel walls up high
I am being made into something new
A piece of art - God’s creation renewed.
01/10/21
clc
This I Pray
Painting on a canvas, or chapel walls up high
I am being made into something new
A piece of art - God’s creation renewed.
01/10/21
clc
This I Pray
Lord,
I ask you to bring me some relief
I’m stuck again in my emotions
Dealing with so much grief
I ask you to bring me some relief
I’m stuck again in my emotions
Dealing with so much grief
I’ve always hidden from the pain
Masked it with gin and beer
With sex and with just losing myself
In anyone who would hear
Masked it with gin and beer
With sex and with just losing myself
In anyone who would hear
I’m now without those places
I used to run and hide
So, I ask you, please dear savior
Please take by your side
I used to run and hide
So, I ask you, please dear savior
Please take by your side
And let me know the peace
That only comes from you
I’m here Lord, and I’m willing
Just show me what to do.
That only comes from you
I’m here Lord, and I’m willing
Just show me what to do.
Lord, I give myself to you.
01/11/21
clc
Raindrops
01/11/21
clc
Raindrops
Raindrops,
tear drops
both falling to the earth
How my soul is restless,
trying to find my worth
tear drops
both falling to the earth
How my soul is restless,
trying to find my worth
Dreams of fame and glory,
or just a home sitting by a fire
All have been extinguished,
by my past and false desires
or just a home sitting by a fire
All have been extinguished,
by my past and false desires
Lost among the echoes,
of a thousand days, I wait
Patiently, but unsettled,
trying to find my fate
of a thousand days, I wait
Patiently, but unsettled,
trying to find my fate
I know those around me,
see the cresting sun
Many days I still see the fog,
eyes clouded, feeling I’m done
see the cresting sun
Many days I still see the fog,
eyes clouded, feeling I’m done
I do not speak lightly,
AND I am not done yet,
But lost among this journey,
sometimes I still regret
AND I am not done yet,
But lost among this journey,
sometimes I still regret
All I spoke of highly,
all I wanted, all I’ve known
Has been replaced with just a desire,
to define myself,
to be my own.
01/12/21
clc
The Prodigal
all I wanted, all I’ve known
Has been replaced with just a desire,
to define myself,
to be my own.
01/12/21
clc
The Prodigal
The tale of the prodigal son is not about me returning to my father. Head bowed in submission to the rules and legalism that was so engrained into my upbringing.
The tale of the prodigal is all about returning to God. To a father who I’ve never understood or truly known until now, though I’ve always had glimpses of his glory and his might, but I never really wanted to get his love.
Walking back down the road, humbly asking him to do what he’s done all along - love and accept me, a broken and bruised child who just wants to come home.
prod·i·gal
/ˈprädəɡəl/

adjective
adjective: prodigal
1. spending money or resources freely and recklessly; wastefully extravagant. “prodigal habits die hard"
Through My Window
/ˈprädəɡəl/

adjective
adjective: prodigal
1. spending money or resources freely and recklessly; wastefully extravagant. “prodigal habits die hard"
Through My Window
Feel the fresh air, through my window,
open up my heart to all I don’t know
Take each day as it comes to me
I fill my lungs, (like) I’m learning to breathe
For the first time, and I know it’s a bigger life
Before me, and I have the choice inside
Cold January, here in the Deep South
My days have meaning, and I see how
I wasted so much time, but how could I know
That there was life, if I could just let go
open up my heart to all I don’t know
Take each day as it comes to me
I fill my lungs, (like) I’m learning to breathe
For the first time, and I know it’s a bigger life
Before me, and I have the choice inside
Cold January, here in the Deep South
My days have meaning, and I see how
I wasted so much time, but how could I know
That there was life, if I could just let go
And I have.
Not my will, but yours
Listen as I sit still, to your voice
Through my window.
01/12/21
clc
“Just because there’s lines
doesn’t mean I color in them”
~ Tsao Chad
01/13/21
clc
Morning Prayer
Not my will, but yours
Listen as I sit still, to your voice
Through my window.
01/12/21
clc
“Just because there’s lines
doesn’t mean I color in them”
~ Tsao Chad
01/13/21
clc
Morning Prayer
Give me the peace
That passes all understanding
Give me joy
Beyond all I have known
Give me strength
To stand when I am fallen
Give me Your love
To weather any storm
01/16/21
clc
That passes all understanding
Give me joy
Beyond all I have known
Give me strength
To stand when I am fallen
Give me Your love
To weather any storm
01/16/21
clc
Follow You
Follow you &
Let me breathe
The cool, cool Morning wind
As I believe
More and more in you
Let me bring
Myself to your heart
And let me see
The mountain top
But more the path
You have me on
And let me ask
Only for this day
To find your will
Inhale deeply
And get my fill
Of you.
01/18/21
clc
~ Peace
Chad
No comments:
Post a Comment