I prayed …
It was chilly
It was cold
It was bloody freezing
I prayed she would change: her mind
But “He” just laughed.
It was raining
It was wet
It was bloody soaking
I fasted: till I lost some pounds
But “He” wasn’t moved.
It was sunny
It was bright
It was bloody cooking
I thought I laboured: in his vineyard
But “He” saw my unbelieve
It was fresh
It was breezy
It was bloody leaves-dropping
I have never wished for anything: more
But “He” wouldn’t be “manipulated”
It was chilly
It was cold
It was bloody freezing
I prayed she would change: her mind
But “He” just laughed.
* First and last stanza are the same to illustrate life’s unending cycle – or maybe my mental laziness.
Life is like that sometimes. Everything that happens to us has the mark of God in it. We are human to feel such. We keep hoping for a change. But God knows the best for each of us.
We persevere as Christians but with humility of heart we accept God’s wishes for us and move on. But if we look carefully, it is for our own good. Our destinies shouldn’t be tied to some certain people or things. We should be in charge and turn it round for a better vision.
Thanks for the piece…..
It is well….