Take Away Everything

Sunrise over Tampa BayWhere does the time go?

What happened to my days?
They’re endless
What happened to my weekends?
They’re overrun
What happened to my vacation?
It’s absent

What’s become of the order in my life?

Oh Child,
I did not create the clock,
You did.
I did not create weekdays and weekends,
You did.
I did not create workdays,
You did.

I created sunrises and sunsets,
I created the shortening and lengthening of days,
I created what walks, what swims, what flies,
I created what grows.
Then I created you.

I didn’t create calendars and clocks,
computers or cell phones.
You did.
I didn’t command you to measure and organize,
categorize and compare,
distinguish and differentiate.
You chose these for yourself.

I didn’t create you for these.
Remove them and see what’s left.
It’s Me.


About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on January 26, 2016, in Christian, God, poetry and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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