Sunday 10 December 2017

Finding God

Where do you go to, my friend, when you're alone in your head?"
What is the journey you take while you lie still on your bed?

I don't meet to travel so far,
Chasing after an elusive star!
I do not need to spend months or years,
To climb a mountain in the Himalayas

Some people, like tumbleweed,
Get blown about this way then that.
Some people, like a stagnant pond,
Stay put, slowly being suffocated
By the smothering of water-weed.

Tumbleweed trippers want the latest things
Look out for trends
Life is exciting and "on-the go"
Forget about commitment and settling down
That is boring - we have need for speed -
Then suddenly, something happens that
Stops us in our tracks
This life of haste starts to show its cracks.

The Pond ponderers, like to think things thoroughly through,
Always take a more conservative view.
Their reactions are ponderous and slow .
They hesitate and hold back,
Dare not take risks,
Make a single mistake.
Tradition, tradition, it's the only way,
Things should stay just as they are,
All this 'progress' is going too far.
The problem is we cannot have a contingency
For every eventuality
-for things outside our control.
If we don't move quickly,
We will fall into a hole.

So what IS the answer, I hear you cry?
How do we live life before we die?

To be honest, my friend, I do not know.
I think we can live it, both too fast, and too slow
All I would say, is we should do our best,
To love ourselves and each other
And trust God for the rest.

We're all on a journey of discovery,
Of what it means "to be me"
The best you can be is to try and be real,
Discover who you are and what you can do -
And make every effort to be you -
Through and through.

God is not distant and hard to reach.
God is with you, inside you and around,
The presence of God does abound
On a mountain, by a lake,
On a city street or country lane,
In a bus or on an aeroplane.
God is there, no matter who or what,
We can find God everywhere.

© J. Fairlamb 2017

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