Follow

I tread onward ever weary,
unsure of this road.
Steadily, now forward moving,
down the path I chose.
My destination lay uncertain,
or so now it seems,
beyond the furthest of horizons,
rest my future dreams.
Though I have not all the answers,
to all the questions in my head:
I am certain of the footsteps
that I follow in.

Fall

Being that it is the Fall
I should like to stop and think,
for a moment
of the things in my life,
which like the leaves on the trees—
must fall away.
Those ingrained habits,
ways of thinking and being,
that do not serve the purpose
for which I was placed upon this earth.
Of all of these the greatest it seems,
is my ingratitude to You,
for life.
Rarely do I think of you,
Day to day, moment to moment,
but I know this should not be.
The things that you have opened your hand,
and so freely given,
should remind me of your love.
Never should I think of my life and breath
home, food, bed, money or friends as mine.
To do with as I please.
For all these things are Yours,
and I thank You for them.
No longer will I spend them,
in vanity and selfishness:
How is it that I justify
throwing food away,
while your little children starve?
And spending money on fleeting pleasure,
while others are in need.
Never again will I waste what you have given,
or forget all that I have
and all that I am,
comes from You.
Lord help us all to allow
our selfishness and ingratitude
to fall away—
May I be like the tree,
who in it’s time and season
sheds it’s leaves
and becomes new again.

A Prayer of Thomas Merton

My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going.
I do not see the road ahead of me.
I cannot know for certain where it will end.
Nor do I really know myself,
and the fact that I think I am following your will,
does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you, does in fact please you.
And I hope I have that desire in all that I am doing.
I hope that I never do anything apart from that desire.
And I know that if I do this, you will lead me by the right road,
though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore, will I trust you always,
though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death.
I will not fear for you are ever with me,
and you will never leave me to face my perils alone.

from Thoughts in Solitude

Love and Nature

Love like nature has it's seasons,
changing always without reasons.
One day summer's sun is here,
but winter's wind is always near.
Springtime's mild and balmy breeze,
soon gives way to falling leaves.
From warm to hot,
from cool to cold.
From growing up,
to growing old.
From birth to death and back again,
these cycles are infinite.
Somehow nature seems to know,
that changes are what makes things grow.
But as for people we fear change,
and when it comes we look to blame.
With love and nature it is strange,
the only constant thing is change.

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I have put this off far too long.  Though I have dabbled in blogging for a long time, now I am getting serious (sort of...i guess).