Searching yours, in my mind
Trying hard to find
Those words lingering behind
The tall tasks of the day and the small talk (without the praise)
Fill my head like swarming bees, screaming, “me, Me, ME”!
i repel the empty things
You see, i’ve never been stung; been bit, scratched, and bruised, but i’m still young
A direct attack that invades with pain may come; pushing through challenging tests like Job overcame is not the same for everyone
May in someway be for everyone, at one point or another
But is it In Us to be strong and push through this?
Or are we comfortable with pleasant bliss?
*Only The Most Highs’ promises can be totally trusted, not just kind words from others
A small girl or boy with their whole life ahead, going for, aspiring; a check after check
And this is what We must know: We can’t question every trial with alarm and scorn; difficulties can perfect opportunities
for God to provide, move, and help Us grow
There’s a bigger picture, more to it than what’s now shown…
God prevails in empty beings.
Sweet child in bloom, whether visited by a hummingbird or bee, receive the visit and soon you’ll see
Growth is in you and all around; once we were like tiny seeds, now We aspire to be, larger than trees
The mindful bees pollinate Us, multiplying beauty
They work for He who is larger than life, who sets us free
No more, inhibition! No weapon shall prosper; pick some fruit, if you please