WHAT ABOUT ME

Busy listening

Giving counseling

Drying tears

Encouraging words

Holding hands

Hugging tight

Helping those

Morning, noon and night

Drained to the core

Words-there’s no more

Energy is spent

Body hard hit

Along with the mind

Phone always ringing

Mostly sobbing

No singing

What do you think

What should I do

Never how are you doing

Is life treating you well

Is there anything I can do

Can we talk about you

I’m here for you day or night.

Sitting before the Lord

Reevaluating my life

Not seeing progress

Nor my prayers answered

I cried out from

The depth of my soul

What about me

What about me Lord

What about me

I don’t see what I prayed for

Why no one cares to listen to me

Ask me hard questions

That make me think

Receive a hug I didn’t give

A tissue to wipe away my tears

What about me

What about me Lord

Will it ever be my time?

My Perceptions

A definition of perception is the ability to see, hear,
or become aware of something through the senses.

Pain
Pain can be physical or emotional. Physical pain can be in a particular part of your body or all over. Emotional pain can make you think your heart is broken and you can’t go on. It some times hurt worse than physical pain.
Any pain you have can be eradicated by The Healer.

Bowling
Bowling is a spiritual game. The pins are like problems that won’t go away. They keep standing when they should have fallen. In order to bring them down don’t rush them, but with a pause, listen for a strategy and move forward. You win.

Writing
In writing you get freedom. You can use your wildest imagination that can be entertaining to the reader. You can tell your story that can set a person free. If you have a mandate to write stop putting it off and get to it. Satisfaction of completion can be a wonderful thing.

Listening
Listening is a hard thing to do. You can start listening to someone but can go off the beaten path into your own world by just one word that was spoken. Everyone who wants you to listen don’t always want a response. They only want a listener. Do them and yourself a favor-listen.

Birds
Birds are interesting to watch. Their ways resemble people. One minute they are working together and the next they are fighting. Fluttering and flapping their wing and squawking remind me of many people I’ve come in contact with over the years. They fly away never to be seen again. With people that may not happen.

Detached

There comes a time in our lives that we are tempted by something that can change our lives in a way we can never imagine. In some circumstances we can have what I’m going to call a flesh attack. In case you don’t know that is when your flesh demands satisfaction. In that state we forget about the consequences or we just don’t care. A free for all is not necessarily free at all. Someone is going to pay be it one or both involved.

Her future had taken a sudden turn

The flesh got in the way

Never again would she be

The carefree teen she was yesterday

A decision that never crossed her mind

Had been made for her

The secret fun she enjoyed

Had gone a bit too far

She wondered as tears

Streamed down her face

How could this happen to me

No more will life be carefree

When she shared the news with him

He turned and walked away

Hadn’t seen or heard from him

Since that dreaded day

The unexpected bundle of joy

Had made his way

The pain and push

Now complete

Is here to stay

Where is the joy that abounds

Blank face and stony heart

Cold eyes starring into space

No connection to be found

Detached from the start

Train Whistles

Trains whistle blowing

Where is the train

Can this whistle I hear

Only in my head?

Maybe it is

Maybe it’s not

With every push

On the muscle tight

Trains whistle blows.

Muscles fighting

Every touch

No more pain

What is there to gain?

Release of tension

That is caused by strife

Relaxation that is needed

To get on with life.

Heal My Heart

Heal my heart oh Lord I pray

Take away the hurt and pain

That I release to You today

Fill the places that You healed

With Your solid steadfast love

Teach me to forgive, forget

Go up the path You prepared for me.

Not shackled to the ball and chain

Hurts, discouragement, fear and pain.

Help me keep my eyes on You

My truth, my peace, my guiding light

Whisper in my ear that You formed

To clearly hear Your calming voice

The words of peace, comfort and truth

Will guide me on my way to You.