Do you ever feel like the saying you are words to trying coming are out wrong all?
Do you ever think you can’t…
The thoughts you are trying to think are left un…
And you can’t complete an entire…
Do you feel______parts of__________are missing,like__________gaps?
Do you ever feel like your life is spinning around in a carnival of flying hot dogs on a poodle jumping through a ring of green balloons? Or that the one clown that really understands that you are more than just a frog juggler, is one French fry short of a waffle cone?
Does it seem like
parts of your life
are not lining up?
Like the pieces
have been shattered
and left to
like an unsolved jigsaw
Do you feel like if you could just get a handle on this crazy jack-in-the-box world, you could finally control the music, instead of the other way ‘round?
Why is it that umbrellas always go up, and rain always comes down, but stairs go both up and down? And no one yet has given me a satisfactory answer for why the chicken crossed the road.
Why is it that some people have nothing and are happy and some people have everything and are suicidal?
Why is it some children are born to parents who love them so much it hurts, and some are born to parents who just hurt them?
Why is it the public school system is so concerned with the exact moment students must remove their hats in the school building when so many of them are leaving their “thinking caps” at home?
Why does our culture work so hard to protect trees and birds, but ignores the sanctity of marriage and the safety of unborn babies?
Why is it I sit here in a sturdy house, with my stomach full, when so many have little more than a box for a home, and have food so scarcely they can’t remember the taste of it from time to time?
S omuc hju stdoe sn’ tma kesense.
When everything hits the fan and goes down the drain, and you are sunk so deep beneath the raging waves of worldly turmoil you don’t know which direction is which…
Find up. Look up. Reach up. A Hand will be there.
The One who knows all.
The One who can make sense of it all.
The One who is the sense in it all.
He may not explain.
He may not clarify.
He may not smooth out the turmoil, or put all the pieced together.
But He will calm. He will comfort. He will remind that He knows, and that all we must do to have peace, is be still.
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