life’s messy has a way of surprising
an unexpected gust of wind
and there goes my neatly ordered life
like so many pieces of paper
whoosh
aaaaaah!
now what?
(sigh)
flying things are pretty
as they start to settle
I see new possibilities
find deeper hope
and give thanks
for “random” gusts of wind
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Sometimes I feel like I'm juggling papers in a windstorm with the three little boys and the spilled juice and my own sinfulness and my dirty fridge.
Thank you for this, I join you in my "AHhhh!"
I'm thankful that there's new hope in all things, even the messy. You remind me of things that are true! I'm so glad I read this today
smiles…i feel you on this…there are moments of beauty int he chaos though…and glad you can see it and maybe new ways as well as the pieces settle…
Kim what a great word picture! this is my life right now…trying to go with it.
oh kim, this is just so beautiful… you have such a way with words.
Refreshing poem. Seeing new possibilities and deeper hope believing God is ordering my steps. Thanks
Me too! I'm busy writing down my trip to Mexico which would not have happened without a "gust of wind" that massively disordered my life. Good does come from upheavals, no matter how painful and frustrating they are.