It wasn’t the best.
It was just good enough.
My thoughts were all muffled,
the words came out rough.
No other way to end a journal
than to mix it up with a bit of humble.
I don’t profess to be more than I am.
God knows my life is a jungle.
If I were to be any better than this
I certainly wouldn’t be living in doubt.
So here I sit in this current madness.
My voice is silent, but I need to shout.
Why work those vocal chords to a frenzy?
Get myself sick from unknown ending.
I might as well let God take the reins.
He always finds a way for the mending.
Others doubt and worry or ignore.
I am trying to be open so I don’t miss the door.
God brings me to the opportunity.
He will give me the gift of so much more.
I find myself at peace right now.
The numbers will find a way I guess.
We are living in numbers and that isn’t what life is.
When you give it all away, God brings you to this.