The Sixth Street Bridge

The Sixth Street Bridge
At the tender age of 17, I walked across this bridge, alone, into Downtown Pittsburgh, with $300 in my pocket that my mother had given me to get an abortion. I went into the Fulton Building (in the picture) and did what I was told to do. I didn't have a choice - if I did, I wouldn't have chosen abortion.

Monday, December 19, 2011

Breath of Heaven

No, the ornament is not on the tree yet.  Not sure what I'm waiting for.  I'm not sure if I want it to be just a Christmas ornament.  The funny part is my one child saw it sitting on my nightstand and asked why it was there, and why isn't on the tree, it's so pretty - it should be on the tree!  I can't believe Christmas is only days away.  This year is kind of difficult in that I won't be seeing any of my extended family until after Christmas so I will be somewhat homesick which doesn't always help matters.   As I've talked about a few times on this blog - music is usually what soothes my soul when heading in to rocky waters.  This song was played at my Rachel's Vineyard retreat.  How appropriate for now.  It's called Breath of Heaven and it's about Mary's questions and doubts and fears and how she keeps calling on the Lord for help, to just hold her together, to lighten her darkness, to be with  It's a powerful song and haunting musically.  I have a feeling it will be in my iPod rotation heavily for the next week or so.

Breath of Heaven ... hold me together...

1 comment:

  1. Music soothes me, too. It's hard to be away from family during Christmas. I did it two years in a row and I guess I was blessed by the experience because I now know how painful it is and I can reach out and respond to others, and hopefully offer some comfort. You should put the ornament on the tree! And put it somewhere else during other seasons. Multi-seasonal. lol