40 days to 40, day 14

Counting my blessings today, my health, family, husband and the trade winds! 

The One

I’d rather not be just a spectator of this drama called life. 
I would prefer to play my own leading role, 
direct my own script, and sing my own songs.
However, I cannot forget that above all, 
there is One great author and conductor 
of the larger cosmic opera -
The One from whom all things originate and emanate,
the righteousness of whom my heart yearns for 
that whenever I forget, and fret, 
a reminder comes in more ways than one.

These reminders come in unexpected moments:
In the coming of each morn, 
no matter how dark and stormy the night has been,
in the tender rebuke of one who cares, 
or tentative smile of a stranger who dares.
In the gurgling laughter of a child, 
in the weak nod of the old, nearing his time,
in the hopeful eyes of one who strives, 
in the need for guide of one who’s blind,
the humility of one who accepts his fault, 
and the downfall of the one full of pride.

While the self is inclined toward being my own master,
life has taught me that I cannot and never will be, 
just like all those before me.
I can only be responsible for my own decisions, 
and how I react to all situations,
for outside of these are things beyond my control,
because Someone else has.
Believing this, I take comfort in the thought 
that beyond this temporary world
is an eternal one, with the One Almighty, 
or the evil one. It depends on my choice.

To be with The One God who loves eternally, 
where there are no more tears nor strife,
where there is no need for hard work nor is there hunger, 
and neither worries nor woes,
where everyone has his own mansion, 
is strong, and at the prime of his life -
This is the anchor of my hope, the vision of my faith, 
the promise of my choice.




06 September 2015

Copyright © 2015 Kim Patrice Nunez

Life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it.  -Charles R. Swindoll