Not In Control

Have you ever stopped to think

Or taken a moment to ponder

Maybe realizing that you live

Ever on someone else’s wonder

Left by yourself you wouldn’t have

Even so small as a box to live in

So keep in mind there’s more than just you

Seeking out for others to give to

 

Some of us would have no home save for the family that takes us in. We must remember to not complain, then, when things don’t go the way we want them to.

Life doesn’t really go as planned, and, in fact, I believe that life likes to laugh especially hard at those who think they are in control.

Deserve

We often believe that we do not deserve a second (or third or fourth or hundredth) chance. And we’re mostly right. We don’t deserve it by our own rules and laws and things.

But this life isn’t just about our rules and our beliefs, no, this life is also about discovering the belief or values of the Lord.

We may not think or believe we deserve the good in our lives, but He does think, know that we deserve it because He knows who we really are and who we can become.

It’s not about what we think we deserve, it’s about what He knows we deserve because He was the one who paid the price for us to receive it in the first place.

That doesn’t mean there won’t be conditions that we have to meet, but the fact that it’s even offered in the first place is often the most wondrous thing of all.

The Moment

Both in this life and in the next

Relish the small and simple things we will

Even as we disregard their importance at the moment

Very soon we will wish to live again in that minute

Innocent of things to come after

There is more to life than the past, however

You would do well to remember that

 

Things are more the precious for the brevity of them in our lives, knowing that we can cherish things for but a small moment before they are lost to the ravages of time help us to recognize their importance in the here and now.

If only…

If only we actually remembered that in the moment itself.

Short, But No Less Sweet

Mayhaps you think they’re children yet

Allowing that their age can never beget

Yet often I know we can forget

For in their lives full joy is met

Love and care and family found yet

You know not just what out of such a short life animals get

 

I was looking at Vincent, the puppy, and marveling at how quickly he has grown. He’s already three times as big as he was when we first got him. Most animals grow so fast compared to us humans and they don’t tend to live as long as we do. (I’m talking about animals that I’ve had, I know there are some that live twice as long as humans, if not longer.) I’ve also been reading some of Tolkien’s work and thinking about how many of the longer lived races look at the hobbits or the humans in that world. Those with less years in total prospective lifespan seem to be like mayflies to many of the longer-lived races.

That doesn’t make the years that they have to give any less meaningful to me.

Cornerstone

Real life is more than just wood and stone

Even as the fire consumes the home

But no one left inside of the house

Utilized by the flame like an owl with a mouse

Inside the soul worth more than inside the building

Let yourself replenish the inner gilding

Don’t think that the physical is worth it all, when the emotional is just as hurt in the fall.

Imagination Required

Maybe the claws and teeth will warn you

Only seeing the glow in the eyes

Not realizing that they mean no harm

Still knowing the difference in their charm

Taking what is needed and nothing more

Even as their face changes away from normal

Reacting only to the danger for themselves

 

How often do we forget

Useless though mankind has been painted as

Most stories were created by man

And the true monster isn’t full of teeth or venom

No, the greatest monster is the man

 

Animals are not monsters, mythical creatures aren’t monster, humans though… Humans are the ones that get a choice in how they act, they are the ones that, at times, choose to be monsters.

Must be the imaginations within us.

What Lack I Yet?

Each of us are asked to sacrifice something different even if the item in question is the same. Things have different meanings to different people. What is important to me might not be important to you. Associations and value are not universal, they can’t be and still exist within the diversity of our planet and the peoples living on it.

But one thing is the same no matter what, the desire to return to the place that we come from.

And so we each of us ask at one point or another in our lives, “What lack I yet? What can I do to return to the place of peace, even temporarily?”

The answer is the same for all of its diversity, “You must sacrifice something equal in value.”

Only two people can tell what is equal to the value of what we desire. One is yourself, knowing it even if you deny knowing it. The other? That One that you asked the question of in the first place.

We don’t always have the faith or courage to give what we asked for in the first place even if we had enough to ask. Just because we don’t respond in kind the first time or even the hundredth time doesn’t mean that we still can’t should we decide to change at some other undisclosed point in our lives. And it is a choice because even when we don’t think we are making a choice we are.

We are and that is what is most important.

Faith or courage mean nothing if they are forced because they can’t be true if they are forced. Feelings, spirits, souls, whatever you want to call is, don’t work like that. They can’t. They weren’t designed to be able to do that and have it mean anything.

When we ask what we lack yet in order to find a place of peace it is more than just courage asking, it is humility because we can see that we are missing something in the first place.

We can be humble enough to ask, but are we brave enough to accept the answer and follow it?

In the end, that is the real question in “What Lack I Yet?”