So I took a break because I had a couple of busy weeks, that included quarantine. But it’s nothing like quarantine to inspire more poetry! I think it’s poetry. I don’t know. I have to admit, I was unsure about these poems, but God really spoke to me and pushed me to do them. Funny, it sounded a lot like this.
Okay, here I am. I gotta hit the target. How? Eyes up. But I have to straighten my stance first, right? Feet apart, one foot above the other. Right or left? Eyes up. I gotta make sure I’m balanced and stable. That’s right, the dominant one is up. Eyes up I know, I know. Gotta focus on the target. Make sure I’m still. How do I do that? Breathe. I am. But I’m still shaking. I need to calm down, gotta set myself, gotta stay balanced. Breathe. That’s so hard. But I just need a second of stillness. I can do it, I can. Breathe But I keep moving! I gotta stay still so I can aim and hit the target. Focus. I gotta hit the target. What if I miss? I was off balance. Maybe I need to adjust. Focus. Was it right or left? How far is the target again? Do I need to go higher or lower? Focus. But I have to be safe. I should just aim for the center. I can do that. Wait. I can do this. I just gotta hit the target. Wait! Ready, set, WAI- ARGH! I missed! How did I miss? You never listen.
For the hearts of these people are hardened, and their ears cannot hear, and they have closed their eyes; so their eyes cannot see, and their ears cannot hear, and their hearts cannot understand, and they cannot turn to me and let me heal them.Acts 28:27 NLT