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fragile thoughts soon forgotten

Monday, October 17, 2005

train ride

it's four a.m. and my mind is a track carrying box-cars full of worry. do not be anxious, my God tells me. focus on focusing your thoughts, my husband adds as he curls me up into a ball and quietly snores in my ear.

you're the conductor, and i'm the caboose. we're about to derail, i feel. where will you stay? your young, quiet feet patter around our house, i cannot sleep knowing you have no one but me. why me? who's going to minister to my needs? i am selfish at so late an hour, water streaming down my face in tired torments. do not be anxious, my God reminds me, gently stroking my brain into dull submission and slumber. He assumes your position as conductor. and you keep pitter pattering through life, one lonely day at a time.

2 Comments:

At 8:01 AM, Blogger .a. said...

Hey beautiful one =)
Remember sometimes the best way to take care of others is too take care of yourself first. God understands.
Love you,

A.

 
At 11:24 PM, Blogger Julie said...

Oh man..I could say something about every line in this, but! I won't bore you so here's a couple :p
The first paragraph is really cool because by comparing your anxious thoughts and worries to him sleeping soundly, it really exaggerates just how much your mind is taking on..
I love the line about God stroking you into slumber, it IS really calming when you know he's there, youknow? Lots of crazy good stuff in this one! Keep it up! Woo!

 

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