I sat on top of our hill
on one long toboggan
seven 30 litre
buckets of hot water
under me
and a long stretch
before me
to the barn
I pushed down for a good start
and yeehawed
as I made it around the first bend
I zipped past the snow covered vegetable garden
past the garden fence
hit no snow banks
and came to a gentle stop
some hundred metres
from my first water drop off
pulling all this water is a gym workout in itself
but saves me the real journey to town
my burden heavy but honest
my strength weary but determined
I begin to pass buckets
along the farm circuit
animal friends all pleased
My toboggan still full
my burden yet heavy
I am hot and flushed
I let go
and fall with abandon
into a deep snowbank
stretched out
this bed luxurious
like a memory foam
listless...I give it all up
I have no desire to move
but just feel the cool seep into my flesh
it feels so very good
this burden I bear is not mostly water
nor is it the distance to the barns
I hold a prayer in my bosom
that I have lifted a thousand times
in just two weeks to God's throne of grace
my heart crushed and aching
I lift and lift and it keeps pouring from my bosom
a prayer unending so weighted with the tears of so many
and as I lay so heavy and tired in that snowbank
I muster all the strength I can find
I make angel wings
I offer praises
to the One who is able
and then it happens
my burden is lifted ... on angel wings
my dogs come romping over
they cover me in sloppy kisses
and doggy smiles
snow splaying everywhere
but my snow angel
with wings lifted high
stays strong
and I feel my burden lifted
the rest of the water goes easily now
toboggan empty
I head home to rest
and give thanks
I know He holds the prayers of my heart
of three little kiddies
and a husband
of an entire family
and all their loved ones
for their dear
Danielle
dear child of a King
a King's kid
fully loved
and ransomed
a prayer of healing lifted
all around
prayers lifted
by so many
on angel wings
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