I’m not sure how I got here
        it certainly wasn’t intentional
                at least I wasn’t conscious of it

But now I’m here

I’ve tried to figure out what went wrong
        I have retraced my steps
                and reviewed my intentions

Yet I’m still here

It didn’t feel so bad at first
        but now I feel hemmed in
                and in many ways restricted

I don’t want to be here

I think I was meant to be free
        to explore who I really am
                and be who I was meant to be

How do I get out of here

Who will meet me in this space
        and lead me to a better place
                take my hand and go with me there

        I guess
                I could



Often it is but for a moment
        but it is a moment

When the world stands still
        and all is clear

I know what I believe
        and why I believe it

Nothing can shake me from it
        because I feel it so deeply

Though they seem rare
        I am grateful for when they come

Might you help me
        to remember them

So that when I feel
        a little less confident

I won’t think
        you never give me
                what I need



It’s cold outside
        and inside too

I want to care
        but the truth is I don’t

I say I do
        and I know I should

But, I’m tired
        and weary of well-doing

How many times
        must I watch the destruction

How many people
        must I let disappoint me

How many occasions
        must be less than expected

Before it’s OK
        to say, “I have done enough.”

It’s cold outside
        and inside too

Breathe of God – warm my soul
        alter my selfishness
                replenish my weariness
                        forgive my callousness
                                change my thoughtlessness
                                        transform my hopelessness

Bring me to life again!



On track
        Off track
                I’m really trying to stay on it

        I don’t see the track
                Lord, help to have eyes to see it

        I don’t like the track
                Lord, help me not to resist it

        I don’t trust the track
                Lord, help me to sense you on it

        I don’t feel you on the track
                Lord, help me to have the faith for it

        I don’t think I can stay on the track
                Lord, help me to embrace you in it

On track
        Off track
                Lord, with your help
                        I will make it

2012 in review

The stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 11,000 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 18 years to get that many views.

Click here to see the complete report.