Circumstances come and go,
Like trains arriving and departing.
Slowing down to a standstill,
Then picking up, increasing speed.
Paying homage on one hand,
Indifference on the other.
Sometimes creeping in,
Showing up unannounced,
All at once, or not at all,
And everywhere in between.
They slip in, they slip out,
They disappear, or they don’t.

Circumstances show themselves,
Morning, noon, and night,
But so do signs, big and small,
They come and go as well.
Some noticed, some not, but…
Always on time, in time,
If not a step ahead.
They are all around us.
Then, there is Love,
Binding all together
In this coming and this going.
Love serves us well…
If we allow it.

“It was not you who chose me, but I who chose you and appointed you to go and bear fruit that will remain, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name he may give you. This I command you: love one another.” – John 15:16-17