Christmas Crash

This is a poem I wrote several years ago. I wrote it for the church I was attending. The drama director had doubts about a white woman writing a spoken word poem in a masculine voice. The piece was for a male performer. That made me want to do it all the more. I think I did a good job and the voice is neutral. Men and women can both be strong. Both love God. Both raise their voices to honor Him.

The drama director was surprised at how well the piece came across and apologized for her doubts. She still never fully trusted me, but that’s her loss. This was my first spoken word poem. I still love it. Here’s a link to me, my husband and my daughter performing it from our home in KC. It may be slightly overwrought, but we’re actors. You can’t fight city hall.


Crash.Crashing.Crushing.Crushed.

I stagger here crushed, crashed into by God,
Crushed by the weight of his mercy and grace,
My sin gone without a trace.
And it feels like…heaven.

A flash.
Flashing.
Hit by lightning, the wonder of his coming,
Saved by his dying,
Crying at the moment I see his glory
And he is revealed to me.

This world is full of:
Head-on collisions,
Rear-view visions.
Hurt may appear
Closer in the mirror.

Hitting, hurting, burning,
Scratching, fighting, scarring.
And we don’t even know
Who we’ve struck on the road

With our carelessness. Our thoughtlessness. Our inhumanity.

Though–we are saved.
Without reason or cause.
Captured and raptured.
In spite of our flaws.

Made by his hands,
Made for his plans,
Made just like him.

Built for relationship.
Desiring fellowship,
Asking for love and loyalty–
Our trust in His royalty.

Our undivided attention.

And when he crashes into us,
It doesn’t hurt.
But you know that you’ve been hit.

Crash.

He crashes into us.
He leaves a mark.
Stunned mind, ears ring.
A mark made by the one, true king.

Crash.

He came on a star.
He left on a cloud.
Here but a brief second.
A drop in the bucket.

But he changed man’s heart forever.

Hit and run.
Hit and stun.
Crash.

Crash.Crashing.Crushing.Crushed.

Crushed by his glory, stick around for the story,
The story of Love.
A story of grace.
God came to earth and showed us his face.
The face of a child in such a lowly place.

Eternal spirit become flesh.
Forever and finite, in a sense,
Wisdom clothed in innocence.

Power in weakness,
Eternity from meekness,
He does nothing but seek us.

He came here to this dangerous space.
A tiny member of the human race
To save.  The.  World.

He crashed into history.
He flashed into being.
Everything changes,
Believing is seeing.

The story gets better.
The story is a letter.
A letter from me to you
By Him.

Read it from beginning to end.
And read it again.
And again.
And again.

Brace for impact.


I feel so lucky that God came down for Christmas. Happy holidays. ❤

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Merry Post Ex-mus!

I feel pretty good today. My incisions are closed! Still losing. I have lost over 35 lbs since the Monday before Thanksgiving. I am officially at 420.4 lbs. I am averaging a pound a day. Sometimes 2, sometimes 0. For two days, I was stuck at 421.2, but did not go up!!! Finally dropped a pound today. Zero lbs. lost doesn’t feel awesome, but losing 35 lbs. feels awesome.

Having tacos today withOUT the crunchy. 🙂 Still on soft foods. Mainly seasoned meat and guac and cheese. Stick to protein! Carbs are the devil. I am totally off of soda and carbonated drinks, have been since before the surgery. THAT is tough for me. Trying to get my 64 oz. of liquid a day. Almost there.

I AM GOING TO WALK ON THE TREADMILL TOMORROW!! At our apartment complex clubhouse gym. Made a workout playlist on Youtube for my tablet and headphones. Gotta wow these doctors when I hit the scale. I want their little doctor scrubs to fly off when they see my weight loss. I’m gonna blow their hair back!!! I would like to hit 370 by the end of Feb. but we’ll see. Wish me luck!

I worked out for 2 years and lost 100 lbs. But. I gained 40 back with thyroid cancer. Starting back to working out after being unsuccessful for so long feels a little weird and sad, but I can do it again. I did it once, I can do it all over. Knowing that I will never go back up because of the surgery, IF I follow the rules, that makes it a little easier to start again.

Happy New Year!!! This is gonna be a really good year. I am going to be a rockstar. 🙂 Mainly because I don’t give up and I believe in myself. 😉