A Prayer for Houston

 

It has been too long since I shared real life updates

around our house, and I have pretty pictures

to share with you very soon!

 

Photo: My dining room/Hello Lovely Studio

 

 

Photo: Hello Lovely Studio

 

Here are a couple of older ones.

 

The iPhone pic at top was shared on my IG

and shows you how our home is sited on a hill

with a secret stairway we didn’t even uncover

for a whole year! It was overgrown with brush,

which lent itself to complete privacy from the

quiet street below.

Photo: Hello Lovely Studio

A little peek at the entry above.

Photo: Hello Lovely Studio

Like you, my heart has been broken and moved
by the storm devastating Houston and beyond.
All that floodwater.
All the loss.
All the tears.
All the outpouring of love.
All the goodness and generosity.
All the humanity and suffering.

 

I wrote a song in 2014
called “Where I Cannot See,”
during a challenging chapter of life
where I felt caught up in a hurricane of despair,
unable to feel secure or deeply rooted.

I wonder how many souls in Houston
ache in desolation and covet such prayers.
I wonder how many
are seeking grace to cope,
to be brave, and to trust in a hope
and a trustworthy energy greater
than any meteorological nightmare.

I offer my song as a prayer,
however humble and unpolished.

I played it clunkily and imperfectly
on my very old and out of tune childhood piano,
and shared it in a video years back on FB here.

At the end of the video, it may be hard
to make out lyrics which are important ones:
Help me to trust
I need your help
It feels unnatural,
but I’M LOOKIN’ UP

We need each other for
encouraging reminders
to look up..amen?

If you were not affected by Harvey
yet face another kind of unspeakable storm,
this is for you too, straight from my heart.

WHERE I CANNOT SEE
(Michele Ranard)

Where tempest rolls, where my spirit shakes
Where foolish flesh collects mistakes
Where wounded thoughts won’t heal
Where they long for your touch
Where I cannot see
Help me trust

Help me to trust
‘Cause I don’t have the strength all the time
Help me to trust
‘Cause I don’t have the courage, I’m blind

Where wicked songs pollute the air where I breathe
Where shame whispers “pretty please”
Where doubts and fear shroud truth
Where my all’s not much
Where I cannot see
Help me trust

Where passions ignite, where my dark soul aches
Where I plant my mustard seed of faith
Where my heart wanders
Where theirs gather dust
Where I cannot see
Help me trust

Photo: Paris/Hello Lovely Studio

Peace to you right where you are.

~michele

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