Freshman Thoughts

Life is so full right now-full of countless new experiences, lessons, friendships, and new thoughts to be had in this new season. Some days I feel like I could burst with all the ‘newness’! There are definitely plenty of new challenges to face as well. They can feel big and frightening, and fight for my perspective in the midst of the joys. But when I quiet myself before Him, I’m ready to face whatever comes. When the sun comes up again on a new day I put on the strength that He gives.

I’m also thankful that I’m not alone in this season! I’m surrounded with dear friends to face the challenges and share the new joys with. When we get together we each have so much to say because we are all learning and experiencing so much. Our times are filled with laughter and talk of dreams about the future. What a gift!

So while I’m a little overwhelmed at times, I’m so thankful. I’m thankful for my Heavenly Father, family, and friends to walk with me on the beautiful journey.

In Him,

Laura

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Among The Wildflowers

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I belong among the wildflowers…

With the sun on my back and the breeze blowing through my hair.

With the movement of every muscle,

And in every twitch and chain reaction, I rejoice, I’m alive!

Yes, with the flowers I bloom- in the hope of a fresh season,

And the anticipation of new colors.

Their beauty is simple and asks for no applause.

They stand unique but united in their purpose.

Lord how I want to be like the flowers before you…

Brave, beautiful, and full of life.

I belong among the wildflowers…

“Choose”

 

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Forever there will be new, exhilarating, fast.

But you’ve got me falling slow, easy, deep.

I love to pretend I could fly and touch the clouds that sit so proudly upon the wings of the sky.

Yet you let me down gently, softly, faithfully to solid ground-

Working your way into my dearest affections.

The taste of adventure and grand romance,

The feeling of safety and home,

If I had the choice which would I choose…?

LVS

Decided to try a little free verse this time! Actually this is what happens  when I read too much Anne of Green Gables… 😉

“Tread Softly”

Old thoughts, new appreciation. 🙂  It’s encouraging to come across raw emotions and truths such as these sometimes. Looking back on my journey, things that seemed so big at the time never left His hands. And my old thoughts might even be helpful again as I am always learning… Hope they encourage you too!

Laura Clayton 2016

Tread softly young woman, lest you tread on fragile hearts.

If those hearts are tread upon, precious dreams may also be torn apart.

Tread softly young woman, there’s much to be learned, yet there is no class,

Yes, please remember it’s as if you tread on glass.

The older you grow, many people you will meet,

But step carefully, lest you leave a trail of scarred bare feet.

It’s true, you may be their first love, and they yours,

But, choose for yourself a very straight course.

Always look Up and press in,

And remember if you fall there’s a new place to begin.

In the arms of the Father, all wrongs are made right,

For every broken heart, there’s a promise of new light.

Tread softly young woman, the weight of hearts is not yours to bear, \

But rather a privilege for you to share.

 

 

“Words”

Laura Clayton, January 2016

Oh words, let me bend you, and oh phrases let me mend you.

I long to make you say what I feel- It’s as if I’m trapped inside your meaning.

If I were to punctuate the sentences I penned you into, it wouldn’t satisfy.

Questions, exclamations, and long pauses would smudge together and end some lines of my life.

Oh words, let me tell you of the questions; reassure you of the worries in my pages.

I ache to know their answers, and escape my question marks.

If I were to tell you of all the questions, it would only tire you.

Questions could fill every page and end every sentence, but oh how they could not contain the depth of the story.

Oh words, let me delight you, oh lines let me invite you.

I long to tell you of the exclamations found in the careful arrangement and pattern of your words.

If I were to describe the value of the joy I have found in words, no sum could do it justice.

Many exclamations would be present, inked skillfully between thoughts, but each one would exist because of one Word.

Oh words, let me warn you of the pauses and breaks in my pages.

I hope to convince you of their purpose, for I fear you’ll only find them pointless.

If I were to go on about them, I think it still wouldn’t do, for you haven’t read them.

Long pauses lie in some of my greatest lines, pleading with me to rest and trust-only heaven knows what’s coming next.

Oh words, let me bend you, and oh phrases let me mend you.

I long to make you say what I feel- It’s as if I’m trapped inside your meaning…