it's the glasses that sit on the floor
how we convert a decent contemporary living room
in to a camp
things lying around on the floor
empty glasses
a shoe here
a sandal there
a comforter here
a halfway full bottle of water under the table
movies strewn on the carpet
c'est la vie
this is life
like squeaky plates set on the table for dinner
so clean, pretty and bubbling with life
until food is eaten off of them
then they aren't so clean anymore
and now a pile of dirty dishes spills out of the sink
so lifeless
so used
so trampled upon
slowly life sipping out of it
and death quickly replacing it
p.s, I just found out I lost another nursing school classmate. My heart is broken but how can it be broken while it has been broken all along. Last month it was my good classmate and the month before a close family member and somewhere in between all that my good good friend lost her sister. And I'm overwhelmed and at a loss for words.
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may God give your peace
and ease your grief
I'm so sorry for what seems like never-ending grief.
So sorry to read that. My thoughts are with you.
Prettylife, here is your Word. The time of constant weaping is coming to an end. God is using you and asking you, whats that you have on your hand. Its time for you to say enough is enough. Get living again. Like Moses, you are the voice that God is gonna use? Pretty life. Thats it its no longer mourning life. God is opening ur understanding. Use the little stick and speak to death; it has been swallowed in victory. The life you live now you live by faith thro christ jesus, who equips you with every perfect gift. Healing is urs tonight.
Sorry you've been having a bad time of it lately. Hope that light at the end of the tunnel gets a bit brighter soon!
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