{The Swing with Wings...A Fairy-tale of sorts.}

This is the story of Love. Sorry it is long my friends.

So, the story begins of a woman that has had well...

...what a newscaster would call a Disaster, "Spectacular" many months!

...Her soul is bruised and tattered.

She felt fear, sadness and angry as if she was fighting a war.

She thought she had it all together in her perfectionist mind.

She was sadly mistaken! Bless Her, sigh!

She WAS in fact and well...to keep it real with you, IS still fighting a war

that broke her faith in God, in People, the World, her Fairy-Tale.

Dare I mention she found she is very Brave inside of her heart.

{Image is of Jasmine from Aladdin: Images are called Fairy-tale gone bad.}

Oh, how this girl resonates with this image!

...She always believed in a glass that could not just be half-full, but overflowing.

...but things happen in life and dreams can get shattered. Hers did.

{Image is of Sleeping Beauty at The Bar: Again....Fairy-tale gone bad. It happens people!}

No, she did not resort to this! She wanted to, but did not. She still could, but won't.

Trust me girlies, she tried to keep putting water

in the glass to get it even half full!

...but there were cracks and the water kept dripping out.

...and people a butterfly cannot fly with water on ones wings...It ain't happening!

The cracks in the glass shown of prisms and she said even to that,

"Well, isn't that pretty."

...and even tried to use her reasonings to make it seem good.

Then one night, the glass (her heart) broke and

the water went ALL over the floor.

She quickly tried to gather the glass and water in her hands. Crazy right!

She could not see that one cannot pick up spilled-water with their hands.

She believed it possible. She was in a panic people what can I say! Smile.

She held it all with tears and looked closely to see if there is a way to fuse

it back together and get the water...yep, all of it, back in the glass.

People, she was panicked! And panic in that state isn't pretty!

She is a control freak and stubborn/feisty after all...with a hint of OCD {Smile}! Oh My!

Where there is a will there is a way people. Or she felt that way at least.

She had no clue of the butterfly effect that was about

to ensue that God had planned for her!

But God said,

"Now lay the pieces down right here my dear at my feet.

...Please trust Me.

And quit trying so hard. You can touch the glass and water,

but that won't do anything.

Giving them to me is where faith is built

and where I make beauty for ashes. "

He then said,

"Place your heart in my hands and rest your weary head

and I, God will hold you up and stream light through

your soul like you have never known before."

He is doing this now in beautiful fractals of light

and showing her what real BRAVE is,

so she can stand in FAITH and FLY the way she was meant to SOAR all along!

...I am speaking of my heart and not any sickness.

...I am speaking about the way I viewed God, My People, The World

.....My Fairy-Tale.

Have any of you ever had your heart so broken like this?

Where it challenged all that you believe?

...I am finding forgiveness and allow God to be the real and brave in me.

...I am for once allowing God to be true in his way and not my picture.

...I am giving Him my full attention.

Anything worthwhile is worth the investment.

Yes, yes I do talk of my relationship with God on my blog.

I am not talking about religion or being religious. Please forgive if that offends.

I am talking about a living and breathing relationship with our creator.

He is amazing by the way!

Oh yes, I have failed Christ, not just once but throughout my life!

But He just smiled and held my face and then held me tightly

until streams of water that were in the pretty broken glass of mine flowed.

He caught and is catching each one and promised He will make good of them.

He is now responsible for how the glass gets renewed.

I don't have to figure it out, but more learn to sit in His presence

quietly and really listen and pray for the people I love.

So, on with the story...

In August a little over a month into finally

seeing the brave that was in me all along.

I was yearning to gain strength to fly, to believe it is possible to be whole.

My Mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday.

Albiet to move my heart to brave. She is good like that.

I have never been into gifts so this is hard for me.

I told her I always wanted a twin bed swing to put at my

house and watch the stars and sparkle view of the town lights below.

A place where peace resides.

I knew she knew so much about woodworking.

I had no clue to the vastness of her knowledge! Amazing!

Her suggestion: "We should build it together!"

And so She, My niece Peyton Grace and I did just that.

I wish each of you could build one with my Mom too.

The experience and time was so much more than any swing could offer.

This story is really about a Mamma's heart to

show her baby girl at 44 years old to fly.

She called to read this to me yesterday...

"The darkness hides the true size of fears and lies and regrets. Jesus explained.

The truth is they are more shadow than reality. So they seem bigger in the dark.

When the light shines into the places where they live inside you,

you start to see them for what they are."

-The Shack

So true.

Here is my Mom below, the giver of wings.

It is easy to say this because she quickly gives the

glory right back to the one that created the wings in the first place.

She would truly give you wings too and then show you how to fly/soar.

My Mom is Amazing to Me. She is My Person. She is a lover of peoples hearts.

She is so very much the wind that is strong and pure beneath my wings.

She just is. I pray I am even a hint of that for her too!

She desires to see all her babies whether hers by birth, or

just a soul she sees needs a peaceful place to rest and fly.

In that I watch her soar as she says "See you can do this, I will show you how!"

...and she does.

She went to her next door neighbors daughter's homecoming parade today.

She just wanted Logan to know she cares.

I am in awe of this woman I call My Mom!

She is my Mariposa {My Butterfly}!

My Mom has the heart of a teacher who smiles gently

when one achieves even the smallest of details.

She is SOUL~SHINE in EVERY sense of those two words!

I am Independent, Brave and Strong because of God through her.

I am Brave not because of the words she has spoken but because of her life walk.

I am Free because she pushes me gently to the point where the

only choice is to have faith and jump.

Because of her walk I realized I wish too to be authentic before Christ.

She would give you that kind of peace and love to

let you know that kind of relationship exists too.

So to my Mom that gave me wings.

Here is a picture of the swing that love, brave, faith and flying are made of.

For this treasure of the love, sweat and tears and smiles put into this,

Mom, I am eternally grateful.

Thank you for believing in me and giving me wings to fly. I love you, I do!

So, in life I wish you to know that what we see our potential is a tiny butterfly.

What God sees is this below! I am not even kidding you!

A real image from the Hubble Space telescope.

I wish you to know that you can fly too! You just can! So please give it a try!

After all you too are A Mariposa! A Butterfly ready to soar.