Painting pictures of Egypt

I don’t want to leave here
I don’t want to stay
It feels like pinching to me
Either way
And the places I long for the most
Are the places where I’ve been
They are calling out to me
Like a long lost friend

It’s not about losing faith
It’s not about trust
It’s all about comfortable
When you move so much
And the place I was wasn’t perfect
But I had found a way to live
And it wasn’t milk or honey
But then neither is this

I’ve been painting pictures of Egypt
Leaving out what it lacks
And the future feels so hard
And I want to go back
But the places they used to fit me
Cannot hold the things I’ve learned
Those roads were closed off to me
While my back was turned

The past is so tangible
I know it by heart
Familiar things are never easy
To discard
I was dying for some freedom
But now I hesitate to go
I am caught between the Promise
And the things I know

If it comes too quick
I may not appreciate it
Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?
And if it comes too quick
I may not recognize it
Is that the reason behind all this time and sand?

Sara Groves
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What can I say? I'm on a Sara Groves kick!:)

I weighed in this evening and was surprised.

Olaf needs to take another day off to finish the plumbing. He should be able to get it done tomorrow. In the meantime, I have about 6 loads of laundry that have piled up. I took Camille to riding lessons today. Amanda said she did real well trotting. I can't watch her because I am too busy chasing the other two!:) Tante Barbel's package of Christmas Chocolates came today. Olaf is in hog heaven. He loves Niederegger Marzipan and she sent a lot of it! She also sent Kinder Country chocolate bars, Ritter Sport, and Asbah Uralt brandy chocolates. YUM! He really should make another trip to Germany to see his family. Last time he went was about four years ago. He tells me every Christmas that he wants to fly over to buy chocolate and then come right back home. He is trying to convince me that 24 hours without him is worth German chocolate. I don't think so...

Josiah has been exceptionally trying the past few days. I'm sure the others did it as well when they were two, but I just don't remember it. He has started this new behavior where instead of talking he will kind of whine and mumble under his whine instead of just saying it correctly. It drives me nuts. I don't do "whine" well.

I didn't clean nuthin' today except the dishes. And here I sit in front of the computer. I would really love to finish "Stepping Heavenward" too. Maybe I can read a chapter this evening.

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