Mystery

End of an era
the beginning of the new
who knew my mind would shrink
before it grew
and as you pull and pull and
pullllllll

I feel more empty than full

I question
I stumble
I fall
every moment seems to tall
and yet you pull me up
and encourage
against the daily carnage
that throws daggers at my face
and digs at my heart

yes, Lord, this is a beautiful start

I apologize for when I trip
and for when I decide to wonder
but thank you for the time to ponder
and to be
and for bringing me back
to the life that is free
showing me the "way"
and how it changes every day
but really stays the same

that's what it means to live in Your name

such a mystery.
[Thank God, it's almost Friday!]