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Another day is in the bag
And I’m just checking in.
My stuff got handled right up front
But things keep pressing-in.
I’ve been running hard and sweating
No, I’ve not been kicking back
Must you try to give me
Those open-ended tasks.
Those people who are needy
They seem so far off-track?
I moved in the suburbs,
Where we don’t look at that.
I’m overdrawn, the kids are calling
And everything is urgent.
Oh, thank you for reminding me
I’ve got to get detergent.
Don’t worry Lord I love you
Tomorrow I’ll try again.
To take a stab at your stuff
If I can fit it in.
Friends like you can’t just be found.
For me, I know God sent you down.
You’re special people that I can hang with.
To have a beer and eat a sandwich.
To figure things out and go to neat places,
to have great fun and solve hard cases.
My fondest memories, and that’s quite a few,
are adventures that were planned by you.
So many friends, old and new
are people that you introduced me to.
Instead of what we’d all have missed,
you brought us blessings laced with bliss.
I have a child inside me, and I know that you do, too.
For you to do your best in life . . . it must be able to:
Run and jump, climb and explore,
To play and open every door.
The part of YOU you take to heaven is not what you can do
It isn’t what you have, or what you grew up to.
It’s your “Child,” silly; It will not go away.
Even if it’s stepped on, it’s wanting you to play.
So, while you’re feeling bad and moping all around,
Your child is waiting at the door and hoping you are found.
You’re wasting time, I warn you.
Life’s reeling off the spool.
Find your Child and play right now,
Or you are just a fool.
Mothers are a special lot
There’s nothing mine wouldn’t do.
She’d give her life without a thought
Of what it’d put her through.
No sacrifice is ever too great
No group of them too many.
When a mom sees a need,
She gives and gives up plenty.
Paltry was the thanks she got
That never slows her down.
She stood and she delivered
When no progress could be found.
My world is quite together now
Her lessons did come back.
I’m healthy and I know it.
I got my life on track.
Her essence is all over me
Her influence profound;
I will share the love she gave
As long as I’m around.
What was God thinking when He gave me so much fun,
When my first and foremost job was to see His will be done?
I know I wasn’t sent here just to take in all the sights.
I know I had a job to do, and I know I came up light.
A deer I am in headlights with things I’ve overlooked.
I would have been much better if on Him I had been hooked.
My friends, you’ve done so much for me.
I don’t want to impose,
But with this note I give you; do you just suppose?
That you could do some things for others;
Like any of my omissions
And I could get some credits; they’d be like little commissions.
Could it be? I hope it’s true that with a piece of what you do,
He’ll overlook the way that I’ve been acting;
and He’ll not send me packing.
Then you will end up with your Host,
And I won’t end up Toast.
Creativity flourishes when it’s off the leash
No age or situation puts it out of reach
Appreciate yourself every day,
Park your anxieties and let your brain play.
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