Archive for the ‘Change the things I can’ Tag

The Forecast   Leave a comment

Sun and rain or clouds then clear

Both seem to have their own appeal

Yet perspective is what matters most

And is the measurement of our inner growth


Rough Seas, Windswept Skies, Craggy Cliffs   Leave a comment

Oh God, I pray your love, and sometimes not so tender edification

Brings me to where every crevice becomes known

And if it cannot be smoothed to perfection

For this world is still waiting for Your return to make all things as they were at first meant to be

May my cragginess perhaps be used by you

To help smooth out the edges of another

And drop more scales from me


FBRough Seas, Windswept Skies

Turning things Around   Leave a comment

With imagination and the right tools we can bring sunshine and color to any stormy day –

Here are my top 10 —

What are your tools – I’m listening 😉

Service – (helping others)

I Love a Windy DayFB

Can We Bring Back the Color   Leave a comment

There is so much of me you do not see

You’re blinded by the color

The details, clear and sharp, are blurred

Like words that drunkards slur


You paint a stroke so careless and so broad

And gather all you can to self

As though there’s no one else


Changes occur so slowly; you’re too self absorbed to notice

Then like a storm of unrelenting lightning strikes

Realizations, undeniable, and frightening

The world as you once knew it

Has begun to disappear


Your hoarding, greed, and fear, and doubt

Sucked out all the color of your life

The choice is sacred, now supreme

And there’s only one to make

Will it be black — Will it be white


What you perceive as gray — is held together by grace

Like a reckless child, the rest you have erased

Only black and white remain

And that too, is fading fast


Oh God, I pray bring back the color to our world

When care-free choices once were many

I frolicked through each season

Taking for granted, there would be a next


 The evidence, the knowledge, is a stark and grievous burden

One more chance, I beg to see

To save what’s left of me

Then with hope, to save another

That we, with You, bring back to life, the wonder, and the color




Change   Leave a comment

Quite often we get messages that we need to see or hear. What better way for the Spirit within and without to communicate – Like coincidences, that in a book I love entitled, When God Winks, by Squire Rushnell – illustrates so well.

Many times they’re signs that we see everyday. But then there are those decisive moments when we see the thing that is saying, time to take notice.

On the elyptic today my heart was already beating fast and then a few beats faster when I looked down at these four words, the smallest of them all, seemed underscored and shouting, Change!

“Move a muscle, change a thought” –  today’s prescription – It’s already working.  Rearrange the living room, check. Compose an email that was uncomfortably necessary to write and then press send, check. Acknowledging the signs, check.




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