Warrior Child

 Sometimes I wear bandanas. It's a little harder to get away with in Wichita Falls TX... but I endure the stares every once in a while. There are some activities I have a difficult time doing without wearing a bandana, or at least a headband. Studying, painting, and definitely playing. I wish I could wear them every day. Some people find this strange but quickly chalk it up with everything else they expect from Californians. Just another 'granola' characteristic of mine, like being vegan and not liking to wear shoes. Regardless, I sometimes feel like I need to explain myself, just to reassure them that it's not because I'm a pot smokin youth rebellion leader. Maybe I watched karate kid too many times growing up, or I just like to dress up my pony tail that I sport 24/7.

If I were to guess, Id say it's because I've always had this sense in me that life was a battle, and I was a warrior. Tackling a project, or even just my day without it feels like being an on-duty soldier without their uniform, or stepping on the court to play vb without my knee pads. Just doesn't feel right. It reminds me how things feel when I step into a certain battle, school, dealing with family, or work without inviting my heavenly father to be a part of it. 

Took this pic in San Fran. I think he felt about his cape how I do about my bandana. 

Some habits never die.

I wonder how many people feel this way... that's why I LOVE this song by Tal & Acacia, a letter written from God to one of his little warriors. 

Here's to you, Warrior Child. 

<3 Laurén

Warrior Child ~Tal & Acacia

The day is ended and you're not even dressed

Its taken all you have to just get out of bed

the war has kept you on your knees and you confess

I am tired

there's nothing left

when all you had was given in the raging fight

you fear your life has been wasted here in this cold night

empty and alone you cry those precious tears

warrior child

I'm still here

forsaken

not my warrior child

abandoned

never will I forget you

my child I love you so

and someday you'll finally know

but until then

please be strong

you've carried soldiers on your back to get them here

the wounded broken ones you fought for all those years

you fed them all you have and now you're weak and faint

loved you are

in heavens gaze

forsaken

not my warrior child

abandoned

no never will I forget you

my child I love you so

and someday you'll finally know

but until then

would you please be strong

forsaken

no not my warrior child

abandoned

no never will I forget you

my child I love you so

someday you'll finally know

but until then

please be strong