Why exist,
Well, why not?
To do his all
May be enough
To have tried
I want it said
He tried his best
To be his all
Nothing less.
At end of a whirlwind, you want to know you’ve done all you could do. Stress. Frustration. Grace and Mercy. Hand-in-glove. Let Christ work His peace. On me. The situation. Others.
But we are not meant for peace alone, Wihtout unsettledness we would not know of an opposite. Laughter or tears. Health or sickenss. Wealth or poverty. Polar. That’s life. Sometimes you’re in the green, other times the black.
John Denver sang, “Some days are diamond, some days are stone…”
Without stress can we comprehend peace?
Without pain can we understand good health?
Without love does hate win?
Without loss there’s no gain.
My thought today is about picking up what I carry, letting loose what’s not mine to handle, wake up tomorrow, there’s a new day waiting to be conquered.
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