written March 3, 2011 by Lenny

Don't worry
When life is in motion
Added stress to mess
Snafu, snafu
What am I to do?

When my worst fears materialize
Don't despair
Things up in the air
And falling apart around me
Do I have a prayer?

Things should not be this way
Roller coaster speed
I was looking one way
When the other direction got away
Will I ever catch up?

So why should I remain calm
When the storm around me rages?
What good can come from this?
God's promises are bedrock
But I'm sinking in quicksand!

The future looks grim
The past had some nightmares
The present is uncertain
So I sit to wait
Even though I wish not to be late

Why the useless wait?
What good will reflection do?
How is it possible to remain calm
When I wouldn't wish this
On my worst enemy?

My mama used to say
In one hundred years it won't matter
I'll be gone by then
And my worries with me
But I'm very concerned right now

How do I evaluate myself?
What will others whisper about me
Behind my back?
Or tell me to my face?
Can God ever understand my trek?

Jesus did put on my moccasins
He was born, he lived, he died;
He overcame the world
He said to me,
"Let not your heart be troubled—trust me!"

Will I trust Jesus?
The angel armies and the elements
Were his to command
But he did not always do so
The storm wouldn't wake him when he was dog tired

I say I follow Jesus
He told me I'll do more
Than what He did
Except for that part about
Atoning for my sins 'cause he died a perfect man

I'm far from perfect
But I'm urged to speak the Words of God
He won't ever let me curse myself
Or anyone else (that's Jesus' job: human regent)
Because all reflect God's image

So if I do this I'm blessed
I'm not damned.
And if I do that
I can ALWAYS ask forgiveness
If I gaze his way, there's nothing he can't forgive

Some refuse to gaze his way
Don't be one of them
Always entangled in Murphy's Law
You've gotta have hope to live
If not, you're a goner—lost

Lost thoughts, indelible memories
Good food, ravage thirst
Bright side of life, deep night
Parallel universes
I find myself in both of them

As I muse upon this chair
I wonder if breathe
I hear God's spirit talking to me:
"Keep breathing in and out."

THE BEGINNING,
TO BE CONTINUED...