Andreas, how do we integrate our lives?
Dear Andreas,
Thank you so much for your insight. You go so easily answering the physical questions to answering the spiritual, and I segragate my life into compartments.
I was given the gift to write poetry as a child--four "popped out" one day when I was 9 or 10. But I never DID anything with it, and not having a mother, and my dad being busy with 5 daughters--the poetry was more of a way for me to express myself.....
then, 11, almost 12 years ago, I asked God what he wanted me to do, and got a response. I got lost among the dishes and child rearing, the conflicts, the busyness of life. The deep depressions were devastating.
But what I think I understand is that no time was lost; all was learning, and instead of feeling like I have "failed" to answer my call, I can just look at all the was before as preparation. I kept focusing on: I KNEW THAT BACK THEN. HOW COME I"M NOT FURTHER ALONG?
I'm going to let that go. I have inklings of what to do with my poetry; perhaps it will serve as a light. And perhaps I can integrate all aspects of my life.
Seems appropriate to end as I began, with a poem. I haven't started writing the new ones yet, but they will come! Thank you!!!!
I asked God asked
to be an instrument me to be an instrument
in God’s hand in his hand
and I longed and meant for me
to be a scalpel to be a flute;
Sharp, swift, biting sweet, gentle, coaxing.
cutting out error Healing sorrow
malignancies of character mending hurts
slicing though lies coaxing out fears,
and warts and ugliness worries, and pain
of soul of heart.
Do I listen
to Him or to me?
Which will it be?
My glory or
His will?
And thus
my growth and happiness?
Knives thrill me, but flutes
open my heart to the possibilities
of the eternities.
I am ready now, God
to be an instrument in thy hand
whichever instrument or however many
you ask me to become.
Jan 30, 1997