| General Poetry
posted November 3, 2017
Trust we need to hold
So He puts something in front of you.
In my case – someone else did.
I jumped at it cuz of my free will.
Then He takes it away cuz He’s in control or it’s for His good
or for the result He desired so that, what...
I am back at the lowest level job a person can possibly have.
Once again no one had the balls to tell me
I wasn’t involved in the basic of duties I'd always done.
But I am good enough to do my old job.
There is no ownership to a position anymore
– no belonging – just do and go home.
And the reasons come to light.
I was as possessed with my old job as I was with the new one offered me.
I was stressed with no free time to think about anything else.
Maybe that’s the way I like things.
It seemed my life was settled
so I had freedom to do something I dearly wanted.
That’s not the reason
I am back at the lowest of the low, poorest of the poor.
With freedom, I learned,
I meet the demands of life head on, handing me one crisis after another,
And how I handle them makes me who I am.
It turns out freedom is more important
than the lowlife job I was sent back to
Raking leaves in my tiny back yard world made me see this.
Thank you Lord.
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