Tragedy

When tragedy hits so close to home
We sit numbly
Our mind racing, pondering, worrying,
We want to cry, maybe we will

When tragedy hits so unexpectedly
We sit lifelessly for a moment
The sadness overwhelms
We want to cry, maybe we will

When tragedy hits, again
We wonder how we can make it, again
Feeling the weight, pulling us deep
We want to cry, maybe we will

When tragedy hits, we look for hope
We want to hear good news
We want to be strong
We want to cry, maybe we will

When tragedy hits, it's not about us
They are the ones who have so much ahead
So much uncertainty
They want to cry, maybe they will

When tragedy hits, we try to adjust
We try to accept
We look to God for strength
We want to cry, maybe we will

When tragedy hits, all seems so lost
We adjust to survive
We want to be there for them
We want to cry, maybe we will

Less Of Me, More Of You

My last couple of weeks have been filled with an incredible amount of stress as I've worked through several business situations. I've caught myself in a bit of a panic at times, before I had a chance to think through the process. Having a lot on my plate, I found myself running in several directions at once.  It hit me this morning that I had slipped back to the habit of trying to do it all.......myself.

God did some whispering in my ear and reminded me of the words to a couple of my songs:

"Lord be the Lord of all I am and Lord of all I can be."

and

"You oh Lord, You are the comfort of my days, the leader of my ways, You are my God"

I realized it was time for Less of Me and More of Him.

Concerning myself with so many details and things to do, I had pushed God out of the equation. I was putting all of the weight and worry on my shoulders, forgetting that God was there to lighten my load. Was there to ease the stress and fill me with some much needed peace and rest.

So this morning I re invited God to walk through this day with me. I thanked Him for lifting me if I should fall. I praised Him for His direction in my life. I reminded myself that "He is the Lord of all I am and Lord of all I can be".I asked for forgiveness for my narrow mindedness and forgetfulness concerning His presence.

Tomorrow I will start the day again with the prayer, Less of Me, More of You......


and the Journey Continues........

Until We See The Faces

The world spins faster and faster
Blurring the view, softening the edges
Reality has become an afterthought
Pain has been numbed by too much input

Life has become an intellectual thought
Void of the heart
We see tragedy, we see death
We see heartache

But, until we see the faces
Until we hear their stories
Do we open our hearts
To the loss and pain or the hope and triumph

Our world is about us
Our family, our friends
We find our joy when we can
And go through our trials when they come

We slip into our own mind
Becoming callus at times
Allowing the world to ricochet away
Like stones across the water

But, until we see the faces
Until we hear their stories
Do we open our hearts
To the loss and pain or the hope and triumph

Even in the face of tragedy
We tend to shield our emotions
We keep our hearts closed tight
So we don't feel, so we don't feel

Some embrace life completely
Open to it's warmth, it's love
Some have built tall fences
With only their story inside

But, until we see the faces
Until we hear their stories
Do we open our hearts
To the loss and pain or the hope and triumph

The Complexity of Thought

It drifts
moment to moment
from shallow to deep

Moved by the tide of our emotions
giving us freedom
or turmoil

It pulls us to deep caverns
or drops gently
light as a feather

The mind
the complexity of thought
our thoughts

Sometimes it spins
windmills turning
in variation and speed

Sometimes surrounded by darkness
covered and cold
depleted of life

It can soar like a balloon
high above the landscape
free and uninhibited

Our thought
our mind
our soul

It defines us
setting us free
or holding us back

Reflecting in color
or black and white
or shades of gray

Revealing
both private and translucent
keeping the scales of balance

The mind
the complexity of thought
our thoughts