March 9, 2022
My life is a book penned one line at a time.
Sometimes it makes sense, and the lines seem to rhyme.
Sometimes out of focus the lines seem to blur.
It’s hard to predict what’s about to occur.
Circumstances may change and can turn on a dime.
I don’t get to choose them, the place, or the time.
I learn to adjust to the rhythm of life,
A mixture of laughter, adventure, and strife.
Life’s always changing, it’s stranger each day.
What comes in the future is not mine to say.
Life is not something that I understand,
Each day that’s ahead I just place in God’s hand.
I pray for the courage to learn to embrace
Whatever befalls me each day I must face.