Mother of Seven + 2

Our Avarie Faith soft springy spiral curls sparkly dark chocolate eyes infectious smile skin a soft brown Our Avarie Faith bright questioning mind flare for the dramatic feels deeply longing for love and acceptance Our Avarie Faith music speaking to her soul body set in motion rhythm pours out emotions released Our Avarie Faith eyes searching noticing the differences wondering where she fits why she feels different Our Avarie Faith asking the hard questions "Why were there slaves?" "Why do they like him better then me?" "Why did he think that joke about black people is funny?" Our Avarie Faith hearing seeing feeling life as it is in her world As a white mother of a beautiful African American bi-racial child, my eyes are seeing things through her eyes now.  Things I never saw before or felt, I see and feel now.  I used to say prejudice and discrimination no longer existed.  That is n

Thinking back as I sit in my quiet spot with my cup of coffee warming my hands....realizing how I have sometimes offered up prayers not understanding the full meaning of the words I spoke. "Lord, I want a life in which I can't live or breathe without you." Bold words.  I said them with noble intent.  I truly wanted every breath that I took to be with Jesus by my side. However, when I am honest I have to admit I wanted Him to be by my side as I lived my chosen life the way I desired.  I wanted to see the way where I was going.  I wanted a storybook life where everything turned out right. As my world spun out of control last year, I came face to face with the reality of the words I had spoken.  There were days I literally could not take the next breath without him.  The life I was so sure God had chosen for us seemed bleak and desperate.  I could not understand. All looked dark.  "Lord, how do I live when I can't see where I am going?" I questione