Whenever I am down and out
Instead of rising up and giving a shout,
I’ve learned to keep my big mouth shut
And hold my poker face to save my gut.
I used to sputter and blurt out a reply
And earned a reputation like that of an un-nice guy;
They called me “bold” but it got me no where
Just too many nights right here alone in my under____.
Well not really but it rhymed you see
‘Cause appearances were all the rage back then to me;
All the while He waited in silence
Beckoning me with hope and a promise.
Decades flew by and it weren’t too pretty
My youth faded: I lost more than an itty bitty:
My husband, my mom, my brother, my dad
I had more than enough reasons to be quite sad.
So where did I land when the fires took it all
The shell of a woman who once spoke a little too proud and tall?
Hmf. This broken child crawled before the throne
Put down my sword and picked up His own.
The dragons we slew: the Christ Jesus and I
My strength now His, my voice that of One on high.
My steps softened, tears sweetened at last and for better reasons
Even the fruit of my labors grew differently in the coming seasons.
I have not any idea where all this will go
Will I ever “get there” or find the answers I need to know?
It almost doesn’t matter ’cause even one bummer leads to the next joy
So ‘just hold on Little Julie, this next chapter’s gonna be quite a ride!