It was a night of high blood sugars and dancing to Taylor Swift
Shake it off…
I am older in the morning,
run over by a freight train
weary with the morning news and movies like Dear John.
I wept into my hands,
my pup crawled worried up into my lap.
I listened to Steven Curtis Chapman reminding us all that God is in control
and I wish I could tuck it into my dreams that keep me up at night.
The world is about to change, I can feel it.
The beast has been unleashed
and God Bless America is becoming a time on the cross for us now.
A time of crying out “Father where for art thou?”
It is dreary, grey and lonely on the mountain. I am holding my breath.
I am remembering too
Shake it off, shake it off.