Jun 4, 2022

Being human, and stumbling through.

Every human being you come in contact with in your life, you have to deal with in slightly different ways."

                         THAT`S A BIG PROCESS.

Sure like myself, immediately recognise got this one wrong on very numerous occasions. There are many people,lots of places, different possibilities come into Each individual life. Do not always grasp the complete meaning . 

Do you also stumble through, finding each day has some excitement, some drudgery.
search for more further better communication, trying to understand the people, close friends, distant family, unexpected interruptions, silence.
Discover wide arc of issues, new information awkward views held.
Loud interruptions, clear beautiful images, words sights intercourse that disturbs and worries.
The thoughts that form ,then become words into conversations.
Feelings you have , express to another, hide from all others.

l wrestle with values..where did l get them from.Wrestle with fact that there is not enough people of difference presently in my life.
Struggle because my want to do Plans.
not happened
Ideals fought hard for..not come about.
Love thought l found in you..Got lost.
Prayers we asked for,...well it appears did not get answered.
not enough time too..
listen to all music l wish too
Read the books again l wish too.
Watch the film l want to.
hold another again.
take back words wrongly spoken!

Best l can do today is get through here and now, make best of each moment.
That might not be enough.
Pray others can accept, tried to follow this Kingdom way of being as near as l presently can.
This being human is a hard gig, life is tough.

  Every human being you come in contact with in your life, you have to deal with in slightly different ways."

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