Rattled

beaded rattle project

Lately, I have found myself lost to my own longing.
I long for new experiences.
I long to see new places and to meet new people...
...but mostly, I long to be a new me.

I long to be a new creation, to be born again.
I love the risen Lord.
I am His.
Why then, am I the same old Jerri?

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Do you see the face on my beaded rattle project?

Do you see the over-bright eyes?

Do you see the worry etched across the forehead?

Do you see the sleepless nights under the eyes?

Do you see the protestation in the open mouth?

If you do, then you've seen me.

That face, is my face on the inside.

I am well and truly, rattled.