Sometimes I get low
Feel I have no where to go
Feel like I have nothing left
But I know better
Sometimes I get pissed
Pieces of the puzzle just don't fit
Frustrations make me wanna quit
But I know better
Sometimes I just go along
Doing right, sometimes wrong
Wondering what my purpose is
But all along, taking care of my bizz
Because I know better
So now when I doubt,
wonder, cry, scream and shout
I understand that God has my plan
Written in the palm of His hand
And that's what makes me know better.
Pictures: me
Sunday Scribbling word prompt: "I Understand."
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Glory In the Humdrum
Fall is here. Happiness is a tiny waffle maker Nerve-soothing "Sha-mo-lee" (as a friend calls it. Lol) Glow on the Mantle, plus on...
I really like that...great message, and nice pics....you captured being human
ReplyDeletethanks, Joanne. I appreciate that.
Deletewe are soooo good at fighting that plan, forgetting it is already worked out
ReplyDeleteYes, awakenedwords; why do we find it so hard to 'sit still and know?"
Delete"Wondering what my purpose is" I know how this is. I keep asking but I don't hear anything. Patience is not my strong suit. So, like you I just keep moving forward even though I'm clueless as to the direction. Thank you my friend for making me realize I'm not alone on this quest.
ReplyDeleteOh, Chris. You are SO hardly alone. Every day when I wake up, I feel like I don't know what's going on, but I trudge on. I read something not long ago that said 'sometimes we are doing our purpose when we don't even realize it.' Great... something else to wonder about; WHAT AM I DOING? Is it the way I make coffee, smile, tolerate? Lol. I hear & feel you.
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