Faith On A Really Hard Day

 

Today was rough, as in I don't know how to keep going. Things are narrowing, with fewer options for coping.

And now it simply falls away,

the world that I thought I could make,

the world of love and work and play;

God, is this some big mistake?

Did You spin the roulette wheel,

putting all my chips on Red

when fate went in for the steal

to put the ball on black instead?

I trust Your love and love Your grace,

and wish I could be more like You,

but have You turned away Your face 

for want of better things to do?

I'll take this place that You've prepared,

but You should know, I'm really scared.

The Five Minute Friday prompt this week is REWIND.

I gots to rewind that scene

and let it play out once again,

'cause it really was so keen

and cool and, too, it had some brain

and made me think 'bout what it meant,

what the actors tried to say,

for that is the pure true intent

of a real good teleplay,

and maybe if we could do that,

rewind some real weird-ass days,

we would find we could knock flat

the walls of life's meander-maze

and make sense of the path we've trod 

on the way to finding God.

Three minutes thirty seconds. Cool.

Syl is scared, too. She doesn't like mazes. She got caught in one, a maze of chaparral and mesquite, at night. We found her by her whimpering, and the glow of her eyes in the torch's beam.