The road

11.27.05 (3:42 am)   [edit]

The road we travel can seem endless at times,


But as the years flow,


The days speed by,


We sense how little time we really have.


Our lives are short


No matter how long we live.


 


We all have burdens.


Life cannot be escaped.


Nor the pain that comes with it.


The suffering that forms us;


Making us strong, or breaking us,


Deepening our faith or becoming bitter


 


There is no easy answer,


No quick fix.


Faith’s road can seem dark,


As the cold moves in,


Relief for some never coming


And only weariness remains.


 


We all must drink the chalice


Of the wine life offers us.


To grow or not,


To believe or not,


To love or not,


Is the arena we struggle and fight in.


 


No matter how things look or feel


No matter what our emotions tell us


No matter how cold and dark it seems


The light of the One dwells in the depths


Of each heart


Were joy dwells hidden yet real!


posted by: llinska (reply)
post date: 11.27.05 (4:37 pm)

h'lo again!
i can identify with this piece. i know that God is within even though at recent times i am less able to sense the presence of joy. i feel, instead, a deep sense of waiting and the patience to bear it, and believe me, the patience is not of my own making. also, a sense of the purpose of all things sweet and bitter, in God's great plan.



posted by: mitchdolittle (reply)
post date: 11.27.05 (5:01 pm)

LLinska!!!! Good to see you dropping by, hope all is well with you. You seem to be making progress on your journey....God is great.

Peace
mitch

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