Disorder

 

 

Laughter suppressed

Voices hushed

Counting the minutes

Always a rush

 

Order to keep

Schedule to maintain

Missed the elusive mark

Joy turned to pain

 

Monitored closely

Every move watched

Excitement kept

In orderly box

 

Magnifying things

Downplaying what matters

Actors of a script

Groomed into character

 

Hours pass by

Seconds are missed

Days travel by

With moments never kissed

-ets

 



Repentance

Oftentimes we are so driven to a life of perfection and self willpower that our "repentance" becomes a method. It becomes about us; OUR feeling "a clean slate," OUR feeling "right," OUR success driven thinking to personally have victory over sin. In doing so, we miss the real point of repentance,  An opportunity to connect with the very One whose heart we grieved.  A time to reflect on Who enables us to overcome.  A moment of embrace. A beautiful occasion to hear, “You and I are okay.”