Some days
I just have
To remember
That not
Having answers
Could be
The biggest blessing
I’m having
To say
I don’t know
And leave
It there
Life may not
Be fair
But its
Goodness
Needs to be found
In perfectly fried chicken
Or a beautiful butterfly
Who spreads
Its wings
No matter
The circumstance
Inundate my spirit
With grace and mercy
As I learn
To wait
With joy
And expectancy
Of a peace
I’ve not
Felt yet
What are you eating?
What are you drinking?
Are you watching the World Cup?
What are you reading?
What’s in your cart?
All the summer foods
Spindrift
YES
Old favorites
Food
Your turn?
Muggy and humid
Whiffleball and
A plate
Children
Running
And screeching
As they
Go round
Sprinting
For home
Awaiting a
Peach popsicle
I’m learning that God is the Source of my sustenance. There are some things that He is the only who knows. He’s intimately acquainted with my sorrows and pain. He gives me reason to wake up with joy even after a night of tears. I don’t know what this season is trying to teach me. I’m having to learn with every moment not to fight. There are some battles that aren’t mine to fight. I’m wanting what I can’t have. And I’m fighting my own sinful flesh with everything I am. I’m fighting myself while trying not to fight others. Maybe a contradiction. If this post seems jumbled, it’s probably because my thoughts are exactly that. Thank you for humoring me. I’m in a battle I didn’t want.
Lord
You keep
Dealing
Body blows
I guess
If dreams
Are to happen
You are
The Only Way
It will happen
Soften my heart
Cause either
I want
Too much
Or I’m
Putting my faith
Where it is
Not needed
