Perspective

I walked alone

Lost in the night

Or so I thought

 

The waves towered

My belongings lost

Or so I thought

 

But I didn’t think

That my loneliness showed I needed to reach out

That the darkness outside

Showed how much I needed light within

 

And I didn’t think that the fierce waves

Would force me to learn to swim

That my lost possessions

Would make me realise what really matters

 

I walk in the night

No longer alone

I sail the seas

No longer weighed down

Time

Empires rise and fall

Philosophies become vogue and then outdated

People are venerated and then forgotten

Monuments are built and then fall

 

Inventions are made and then become obsolete

Traditions instituted and then rejected

Wealth accumulated and then distributed

Power gained and then lost

 

Years will eventually pass

Ages come to a culmination

Time brings all things to an end

Only You God span it all

Friends

They are the melody of our everyday

The words, the laughter

Dancing on their tongues

Like the notes from a piper

Shimmering through the air

 

They are the prism to our rays of light

Turning the mundane

Into a myriad of colour

They expand our spectrum of sight

So we see so much more of the world

 

They break our box of mirrors

So we can see the world again

When we are blinded by situations

They give us true perspective

Remind us who we are

 

Without them

We are just surviving

Only with them

Are we truly living

The Narrow Path

It is tempting to take the easy path when our body is screaming at us to give in, when our minds beg us to procrastinate. Doing the rught thing can seem painful at first but it always pays off in the end.


The narrow path is a hard path
It is battered by the coldest winds
And covered by the thickest fog
It offers no mercy to the lonely traveller

It is a walk of complete isolation
Its gradient is unforgiving
And its stones are as sharp as broken glass
To walk this path seems like madness

It winds through the harshest terrain
Its final destination hidden from view
There is no way to know where it leads
It offers nothing to attract you

But perhaps the effort is dwarfed by the prize
Perhaps the pain makes the joy all the sweeter
Perhaps first impressions don’t tell the whole story
Who is brave enough to walk this road?
Because I tell you at the end of it is eternal life

“But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” Matthew 7:14 (NIV)