The day did not go my way
So,
Like a child
I threw a tantrum
Which made it worse
(as it always seems to)
Whereas screaming at God
would not have made it worse
But I chose wrong
And I am afraid we all know what this is like,
don’t we?
The day did not go my way
So,
Like a child
I threw a tantrum
Which made it worse
(as it always seems to)
Whereas screaming at God
would not have made it worse
But I chose wrong
And I am afraid we all know what this is like,
don’t we?
Yes! 🙂
Yes indeed.
oh yeah.
MissFourEyes,
It is good to “see you” here! It has been a while! 🙂
-Soul Walker
Soul Walker,
This poem so describes the human heart. We oft times act like children when we do not get our way. But reading your poem ‘Imagine’ along side of this piece makes perfect sense to be able to take the bad choices and make them into something good. I believe that is what God does in our lives and with our lives. So that the ending is the beginning of the new.
Polyphonyof1voice
Polyphonyof1voice,
I have heard that part of the growth of faith is to see its object from many different angles… from down low, from up high, from up close… and maybe from inside. I do not know exactly all of what Jesus is teaching me today but I know that I want to learn it.
-Soul Walker
Soul Walker,
I want to learn too.
Peace,
Polyphonyof1voice
seems like the words were picked right off from my brain… pretty and scary.
Life can be pretty terrifying… so why not poetry too?