Uncertain toolbox
And uncertain feet
A map that is crumbled and frail
A childhood song wafts
With mem’ries of North
Distant — but God’s path prevails!
Joy, He will give you
Peace, you will have
For, He does call you His own
The world may leave you
Reject, and thieve you
Still you are never alone
In what ways does hard work make you feel fulfilled?
Soul searching is hard work. Does it not usually cause a sense of alone-ness that might make us press pause on that search? May it be we each see it through and fire fear.
I learned you’ve always been near
I never needed to fear
Earth’s spinning had me confused
Fodder for Satan to use
Told to think as I ought to
It left me treading water
And pulled me far from you
Pulled me far from you
If this magic will be mine
Will it mean the end of time
‘cause I thought you never, never, never, would arrive
Spirit, you have arrived
What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?
The best piece of advice I’ve ever received:
“There is no white knight.”
It is no surprise
Cinderella walks alone
What did she expect
Who will I be if I’m not seventeen
Bright eyed…everyone enamored with me
Will my responses be always so quick
Too quick most times…impressed with my own wit
Seventeen fails me I don’t know it yet
Sixty, I’ll honor…despite seventeen’s regret
How are you feeling right now?
Right now, and always, I am feeling certain —- and I am certain….
But that you’re my world
And the stars dance when we dance
I know not a thing
What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?
Folly was the last thing I went searching for online. I needed to tell it hello, evidently.
Came I, here, to the end of Happy Street
‘Twas just say hello to you
Sadly I’m surprised to see
A shallow in last decade’s sea
With that, I felt to ask, in lieu
Why, love, are you waning, too?
What’s your favorite recipe?
My favorite recipe has always been and still is:
One part enthusiasm
combined with
two parts love.
Why the whisper, so unspoken
The thoughts on pause, as if time’s broken
Puzzle pieces within song
Many breadcrumbs strewn along
Now, sails aloft and fear at bay
Plain and simple, may I say
Finished with all metaphors
I love you…here…my heart is yours
What brings you peace?
The weather has been demented lately, here. I’m thankful for the first, second, and third responders who save others, clean up, and bring peace again.
This may be our last near-miss
Last squall before our storm
Whether strangled at our roots
By lightning we were born
It matters not as we clean up
Slide on our better shoes
Clear the look of fear from here
We shine now, for, we choose!
Call upon the team who cares
Calculate the pass
Wake up from the half-sleep dream
We’ve graduated class
What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
The most important thing I must always remember to pick back up again and again and carry with me at all times is humility before God and obedience to Him.
Humans, we…loved eternally and unconditionally by God.
And, too, fallen — susceptible to being blinded by our own understandings and to being deceived by external forces.
By God’s grace, we dwell in the “safe-zone” when we commit to continually praying that only His will be done (i.e., whatever HE knows is correct). We are ALWAYS able to pray that prayer, even if we have to whisper it out through clenched teeth or tears. He is always able to honor that prayer. Psalm 72:11 reminds us that we can submit to Him through our prayers, thoughts, words, and actions — whether that be now, or eventually: “Yes, all kings shall bow down before Him….”
“Not Our Own: A Haiku”
Lesser-rulers, all
Stand under God’s loving eye
Yea, we will bow down
Describe your life in an alternate universe.
An “alternate” universe does not exist — except temporarily in this Universe from time to time. But, the proper perspective means life goes on.
This vision — a curse?
No, no, not a curse!
We’re blessed to see the silhouettes
These Moments in Time
Briefed Moments in Time
Just snapshots of Heaven at best
Let our aging eyes see the truth, where it lies
Let the lies leave our eyes not distressed
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