F R E N Z Y

F R E N Z Y
By: Debra S. Higginbotham, 5/28/09

Wrapped up in a frenzy, of mindless emotions,
logic escapes me, common sense is scant!
So tolerate me, indulge me and humor me, per se,
as I give in to the whimsy, of a nonsensical rant!

Politicians bore me (and anger me) – it’s true …the news is alarming (and annoying) – indeed!
The globe warms up, the economy cools down,
and a flu epidemic, is not exactly what I need.

Education is lacking and intellect is eroding!
Wall Street is shaking and the dollar is falling!
Folks are getting fatter, but does it really matter,
in a health care crisis; that too few find appalling!

So bombs are being built, wars are being fought,
disease is being spread - in a world that’s unsteady!
Terrorism abounds - - while new cells are found…
we say that we’re prepared, but are we ever ready?

Now have I depressed you, in this paranoid vent?
Now how shall I conclude - - on a positive slant?
Prayers always help! Hugs and kisses never hurt!
And when overwhelmed – smile, vent and rant!

Missed you Kiddos

Well, your father and I went away for the weekend without any children. Aunt Danyelle was kind and wonderful - - and agreed to watch you while we were gone.

We spent the first night in Victoria, TX at a fabulous hotel. It was a nice hot tub spa that we got to soak in for a bit. The bed was probably the most comfy and luxurious bed I have ever slept in. It was right across the parking lot from a Red Lobster - and we used a gift card to have lunch there. It was oh so yummy. Quite enjoyable.

Saturday we drove to San Antonio - and it rained the whole way there. It then proceeded to rain all afternoon and into the evening some. We took in a movie and drove around the city. We had a nice dinner at a place called EZ's I think. It was a nice time, just spending time together and talking and connecting.

Sunday we had the very amazing pleasure of SLEEPING IN. Then we went to Government Canyon State Park - I think that's the name of it. We had a nice one hour hike. It was in the woods and on a rocky trail. The scenery was beautiful. Afterwards, we had lunch at a very cool place called Bill Miller's BBQ - and I had the best Fried Chicken I have had in years.

Next stop was another state park, and I have no idea what the name of it was - but we took ourselves on another one hour hike in the woods (partially). Again, lovely scenery and very relaxing. The second park was almost empty - very few people - and incredibly quiet. I just loved that. Me, my husband, God and nature. We even managed to get a bit sunburned along the way.

So, yes dear children - we missed you terribly - but it was a much needed rest and retreat for me and your father to focus on each other and our marriage.

New Poem, Forgive

F O R G I V E
By: Debra Sue Higginbotham
May 11, 2009

I am broken, I am weak,
I lay my burdens at your feet.
I ache - as I try to speak,
I've been a victim of deceit.

I am angry and I am sad,
I've been stabbed in the back.
A promise, should be iron clad...
Lord, build up the strength I lack.

Sometimes, I can barely breathe.
How could this happen to me?
My emotions, tend to seethe...
not a peaceful way to be.

I give you my tears and sorrow.
I seek your words to follow.
As the sun will emerge tomorrow,
maybe I won't feel so hollow.

I cannot go on this way.
This is definitely no way to live.
I'll lean on the Lord, every day...
ask for help, and thus - Forgive !

Behave Your Way Into Action

Don’t wait for motivation, to drum up inspiration –
Get busy with perspiration – and behave your way to change.
Don’t wait for tomorrow, or another day to borrow –
Move beyond any sorrow – so your thoughts can re-arrange.

Don’t wait for perfect timing, or for me to stop this rhyming –
Get busy and start climbing – the ladder to success.
Don’t wait for an invitation, or the latest innovation –
Move into motivation – and settle for nothing less.

Don’t wait for a special day, to find the nerve to say –
Get busy without delay – and resolve be your best.
Don’t wait for the perfect mood, or a cosmic interlude –
Move away from the FOOD – it should be fuel, not a love-fest!

By: Debra Sue Higginbotham
July 10, 2007

Recent Poetry

My Title
June 16, 2007

I'm a daughter, I'm a sister – I'm a mother, I'm a wife –
but these labels that I wear, shall not define my life.

I'm an in-law, I'm a cousin - I'm an Aunt, I'm a niece - -
and in the scene of my life, these roles are just a piece.

I have a job and I pay taxes – and I live in the U S of A …
yet these things do not exhaust, every thought of every day.

I am mostly a Republican – & conservative more or less –
yet how I vote does not reflect, my state of happiness.

My skin is fair, my hair is brown & my eyes are hazel green –
and if you've ever met me – I hope that's not all you've seen.

My height is short, my weight irrelevant – a supermodel I am not …
for how I look - is not who I am – not even by a long shot.

I'm a lover, not a fighter – although each has a time and place …
and if pushed, I will push back - - with a smile upon my face.

My house is never perfect – and my laundry is rarely done –
and my cooking is not exactly, described as "second to none".

But those are not really things – that get to the heart of ME …
or define me as the person - that I am always aiming to be …

Now, at the time of this verse – I am a female, age 37 –
yet such stats will not determine, if I will go to Heaven.

But if you must "sum me up", or label me with a word –
you can simply call me Christian –
the finest Title I've incurred!



I Want to GROW
Thursday, June 7, 2007

I want to grow,
I want to leap,
I want to take
the time to weep.

I want to lean,
I want to bend,
I want to blend
into the wind.

I want to reach,
I want to teach,
I want to speak,
without beseech.

I want to know,
I want to see,
I want to breathe
and be set free.

I want to seek,
I want to flee,
I want to need
the inner me.

I need to dig,
and dig in deep,
and figure out
just how to leap.


Conversations With My Children
Thursday, May 31, 2007

I told my baby, how very much he had grown …
how big he was getting – every inch – every bone.
I asked who gave permission, for him to grow his Bod,
and without hesitation – he assured me it was GOD!

My toddler asked me, in a soft exhausted voice…
“will you love me forever” – (as if I had a choice.)
“YES, my son!”, I said, without hesitation or delay,
“I will always love you – forever and a day!”

My daughter said to me, in excitement and glee …
“Look at me mommy” – “I can climb a tree” - -
and I said to her, without hesitation or a stir …
“I knew you could honey, I was always quite sure!”

My baby, who is 2, wants to tie his own shoe …
he refuses my help – so what’s a mom to do - -
I say to my child, without hesitation or doubt,
“I will wait for you, so let’s figure it all out!”

My toddler, who is 3, squeals with delight …
and asks for a kiss - as I tuck him in at night.
Without hesitation – I give him three or four,
and ask if it’s okay, if I give him just one more.

My girl, who is 10, asks hard questions now and then,
Like “why is there evil?”, and “why do people sin?”
I hesitate a bit – as I am not so sure what to say…
and so thus I reply … “honey, why don’t we pray?”

(FYI, these here are true stories)

Once Upon a Busy Time

Once upon a busy time,
in a land not far away - -
there lived a busy mom,
with too few hours in the day.

Too many diapers to change,
too few moments left alone,
too many bills left to pay,
too few licks of an ice cream cone.

Too many loads of laundry,
too few dollars left to stretch,
too many hats for her to wear,
too few breaks did she catch.

Too many meals on the run,
too few hours to exercise,
too many things left undone,
at least in mama’s eyes.

Too many needs to meet,
too few hours left to sleep,
too many deadlines to beat,
amidst the hurry of scurried feet.

Once upon a crazy time,
within a land of busy bees - -
Mom decided to win her battles,
armed with prayer,
and on her knees.

By: Debra Higginbotham
November 19, 2006 – Sunday

The Willing Servant

"The Willing Servant" (September 2001)
By: Debra Sue Higginbotham

Dear Lord - open my heart -
and open my mind as well,
I want to be your servant...
even IF it's hard to tell.

Please forgive my grumbling -
if it should come about,
show me where I'm needed...
so I can be helping out.

Dear Lord - take my hand -
and help me understand,
you ARE my foundation...
in the midst of sinking sand.

Please forgive my hesitance -
if I am slow when I react,
teach me how to witness...
with humility and tact.

Dear Lord - lead the way -
and be with me today,
help me be an example...
in all I do and say.

Oh you know I need you -
remind me what is true,
faith isn't really faith...
until it's all I'm holding onto.

Dear Lord - give me the nerve -
to resist Satan's curve,
to walk a narrow path, and ...
to Step Forth and Serve !!