changeless

Everyday I am changing.

I am not the same person I was

    every seemingly insignificant second

      added to my life

Another layer is laid

    on top of another which is

      on top of another

        and yet another

I am constantly evolving and changing

Even when I try to hold on to the 'old' me

Even if I try my darnest best to be still

The tiny act of trying to hold on

    and trying to stop a millisecond

      from happening just isn't happening

Even the seemingly insignificant milli (micro?) second

    is stronger than my best efforts to stop change

There is 'something' better,

    Someone bigger and stronger than I

Who has set all these.... in motion

    and there is no stopping....

The law has been laid

    the parameters set

and no matter what I do

I cannot stop change--

the funny thing about all these:

the Author of change does not change

    He will not change

the Author of time is timeless

    He will not shift

    He stays

While everything else shifts and changes

    and grows old

    or grows weary

    or grows weak

    or grows fat

    or gets sick

    or gets bored

    or gets thin

    or dies

You can tack your life to His

You can put your trust in Him

Because He is

   and will forevermore be Him.

PROMISE

A new day

  bright,

  yet cloudy--

A new job

  yet to be found

A new place

  waiting & ready

A new name

  yet to be revealed.

No Place To Call Home

(Homeless & Jobless)

Boxes, containers,

   Backpacks, & sacks.

These are the things

   I stuffed in my car.

In hopes that I'll find

   A place not-so-far.

To unpack & settle,

   and get my life out of whack!

'Get my life out of whack'

   now how does one do that?

One has to set goals

   and subsets of goals

Until at the end of all that

   you discover at last

What God has been

   telling you all along

To be still

   and know....

Stop moving,

   and squiggling,

Wiggling,

   and fighting

Accept what He's given you

   and what He has taken.

For at the end of it all

   when we stand before Him

What matters is not

   what you did with your life

But how you did with

   what you did with your life,

Right?

Sudsy Shower

I slipped & fell

Tried not to tell.

But my body aches

And my joints quake.

It hurts to sneeze,

It hurts to walk,

It hurts everytime

I move my neck!

There's a bump on my leg,

Soreness on my hips.

Thank God He still heals

Old bones like mine!!

Nothing

Sometimes,

In the winter of our lives

There is barrenness,

When the leaves wither...

But that is only for a season.

(Unless you're dead, that is)

Sometimes there is no growth,

No fresh flowers,

Nothingness,

But that is not permanent.

Thank God there is

The promise of spring!

But for now...

...got to get through winter...

uncertain

I am moving and I am not yet 100% where, nor am I 100% sure what I will be doing. I just know I will be working.

When I moved to the US, seventeen years ago, all I knew was: I am going to teach in Texas, and that was good enough. No promise of employment (written or oral)--- just the possibility of work! So now as I plan to move west to California, where the job market is bleak, but mountains and oceans abound--- I am tickled pink at the possibilities.... impossibilities.

Because one thing is certain, God is with me!