Insomnia, I hate you!
So much is on my mind….
May as well get out of bed
Since I have the time.
This can be done, and that too;
Look at over there!
Forget it and grab your Bible –
So much to take to prayer.
I’ll just sit here in my cozy couch
Where shall I begin?
Tired eyes are beginning to fight me;
Pillow moves in for the win!
So many faces pass me by
Each carrying a grand story;
I recognize a few of them –
Help me to give You glory….
By saying ” hello! My name is,”
Then listen for their reply….
“Yes, you may not know me –
But I know I’d love to try.
We could make some memories together,
Even for an hour or two?
Perhaps we’ll a park, coffee or lunch;
Just to name a few.”
These Glasses are heavy and they’ve gotten dirty.
How do I get them clean?
My eyesight is failing me – basically blind –
The Glasses make me Free.
Without them, I stumble and fall
These Specs show me the Truth
They might be a bit painful to wear,
But they guide me in what to do.
For when they are clean, I can see clearly-
That’s when I choose them to wear.
My dirty fingerprint get in the way…
Look close and you’ll see a smear….
From being fickle from taking them on and off;
Once they almost broke!
My relationship with my Glasses were zilch
And I failed to carry His Yoke.
But now I know I need Them, these Glasses He’ll clean real well;
Then I will continue to carry The King’s yoke today –
Forever His Story I’ll tell!
A humongous mountain before me;
I could be on the other side
Instead I chose to stay here
Complacency helped me to hide.
But now time is quickly running out;
Failure’s about to crush me!
Where do I look to find the Short Path
That I may be set completely free?
What? There is no shortcut !
I’m to focus on The Way?
If I keep my eyes straight ahead
You promise there’s no delay?
You say it’s up to me, my actions now;
Time is in my hands.
Grace is given so freely to me;
I pray I don’t mess up this plan!
Game Of Pick Up
Only three but quite a threat –
So small, but such mighty screams!
Weather of emotions changing constantly…
No umbrella, as it seems.
But who’s in charge? The child or me?
How do I find out?
The answer seems outside the door;
I’ll leave now with my doubt!
Wait a minute! You’ll miss the treasure,
Just inside the kid’s heart.
Take a moment to count to ten;
Then get a brand new start.
After the tantrum has settled down,
When the toddler has grown sleepy…
The child will give in and do as told –
Encouragement helps, believe me.
It’s then the treasure can be seen
But it does take time to grow;
The babe is learning to act in life,
Because there was time to sew!