All My Days
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Once again in the shade of what is blocking the illumination of
understanding; somehow I know there is a safe landing.
Situation discerned with the real & unreal; confusing the clarity
of the way I feel. Personal responsibility owned by each of us;
now in doubt, when it was originally a trust. Putting my faith in
other people is the mistake; not knowing what a difference it
can make. God of Love & Truth; realign my current thought;
Releasing me from the prison I was caught. For what is the best
way to interact; to know what is false & what is fact. A wolf
dressed as a sheep is a real thing; I’m sent out among them by
the King of Kings. Lord, I need your wisdom now & always;
focus on your light, as the Bible displays. To show others the
love, yet keeping myself safe; regardless of the situation or the
place. Making sure I’m strong in faith & hope; as I navigate this
world & find ways to cope. What else could I say? I want to
live a good life all my days. I can’t do it on my own strength;
the supernatural is infinite, rather than a finite length. Levels of
consciousness, our moods, & current view. God, please help me
to know what to do. It will all be okay, because it is now. A
mere stream of thought on display, & optimism is most likely
on the way. Here & there, without worry or care. I’ll move
confidently in the direction of intentional action.
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