Pray…

If this, then that permeates across all spaces,
Creating fear, stirring up all kinds of notions,
Extracting excuses, and some hare-brained ideas,
Running roughshod, shredding norms, raging all about.
That mirror on the wall? It’s turning, twisting,
And swiftly rotting away from the inside out.
Say, who’s the Lear-est?, “What can you do for me-man”?

Stop running every which way, but right side up.
Pause. Take a minute and step away. Make a change.
Seek Grace. Take it in. Soak it up. Receive the gift.
In a world traditionally conditional,
Only unconditional love, honest and true,
Steadies steps, bridges gaps, raises strength for the day,
making whole whatever’s fractured, broken, or faux.

The sun rising over the top of darkness created by trees

It is written: “The Lord, your God, shall you worship and him alone shall you serve.” – Matthew 4:10