Lucky to know
Brothers like those
Who speak into my life
Helping me avoid strife
Blessed to be tight
By men in this fight
Understanding and walking
Through battles, some daunting
Fortunate to call them
Friends – a true hidden gem
Hoping what I give back
Is at least reasonable payback
Hoarding, the show,
Is fun to watch
But don’t let it happen to you
For if you go potty in a paper cup
Your really close friends will be few
How do I know this, you may ask
It’s because I have a TV
And this little show is a real special gift
From our friends at A&E
[1]
Mountains peering down
Clouds roll not touching the ground
Fir trees provide scent
[2]
Life gets difficult
Yet this one constant remains
God’s gift is not plain
[3]
I shouldn’t let doubt
Anger or fear control me
Creation abounds
Sit
Buckle
Relax
Rush
Lift
Sail
Rest
Eat
Work
Read
Rest
Descend
Land
Unbuckle
Rush
Golden oldie here. One of my favorites.
I knew it the minute I put the new roll on the holder. This new toilet paper was, well, crap. I sat down on the floor of our half-bath and immediately wished I could go back. Back to Target to select the cushiony, double-rolled brand with the adorable little teddy bear.
But I couldn’t go back now. For one thing, I had thrown the receipt away and you know how Target is about that. Secondly, and more important, I had argued and lobbied to my wife how I just couldn’t justify spending that much on something we just flush away. I put together a compelling, ten minute discussion as we moved up and down the aisles – a compassionate speech that was meant to persuade both her and anyone within earshot that toilet paper is bad for the environment and that by spending that much we’re just falling in line.
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I’ve:
homeschooled children
nursed the sick
loved the unlovable
served the unservable
hugged the undeserving
prayed for the worst
prayed with the best
lived with less
been a true friend
fed my family
fed their family
fed multiple families
listen to stories
colored pictures
painted tables
picked out furniture
drawn with sidewalk chalk
cried
grown
matured
laughed
created
forgiven
persevered
I’VE SEEN ALL OF THIS TAKE PLACE.
But it wasn’t me.
I am proud of who has shown me, my wife.
…I would have…
studied more, practiced harder, shared frequently, listened better, hugged longer, eaten healthier, slept less, not watched, played intently, held tighter, read louder, pulled closer, worked less, pushed further, vacationed more, prayed fervently, viewed keenly, trusted greater, laughed extra, worshipped intensely…
But, I didn’t know…
So, I missed…
opportunities,
moments,
chances,
open doors,
hours,
days,
weeks,
months,
years,
growth,
challenges.
And who can say what else? I cannot.
Restore the damage caused by the locust? He can.
Started as a dream
Easily sidetracked
Desires to achieve
are often hijacked
Life gets busy
Details go dizzy
Complications lead to struggle
it gets so hard to juggle
Before you’re aware
the dream’s no longer there
Sitting alone in the dark
The future is a question mark
Make a decision
Not too late for revision
rhythm moving me
sounds to escape the current
old times remembered
Handcuffed
Held hostage
Decision made
With courage
Now facing facts
Slightly discouraged
Cannot look back
Must not mismanage
No negative feedback
Moving forward
Vision not blurred
Standing in faith
Slaughtering doubt
Crushing fear
Winning this bout
Living in a new atmosphere
Live from the third floor...... 