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I write, mostly to keep my head from exploding. It threatens to do that a lot. My blog is the pixelated version of all the voices in my head. I tend to dive into what connects me to God, my community, my family and my doubt. I do a lot of searching, not as much finding. I’m good with that. I have learned, finally, to live comfortably in the gray. In the meantime, I wrestle with God, and my doubt and my joy.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Wait

Wait
Please God. Just...
Wait.

I am not through,
or even close to being finished.

There are still stories to be told,
and paths to wander,
and fights yet to have,
Arguments--
loud and angry
and barely, almost lucid
for the passion of it all--
not the cold and quiet kind.

There's enough time--
more than enough time--
later,
For cold and quiet.

For now,
I want to shout in the heat of the day,
under the light of the sun
or the soft silver shimmer of moon,
And laugh,
And croon
And whisper too loudly.

I need more,
Don't you see?
A year--
A day--
A minute--
Please:
Just wait
For one more second.
I have not quite finished
saying I love you.
I am not quite done
saying good bye.