I am talking about you
Right now, you’ve clutched your chin in a firm grip, even have your head hanging between your hands
Helpless, just helpless, and hopeless the words keep playing in your head, over and over again
Sometimes you cry because the silence is too loud, the solutions seemingly nonexistent
You lost a job, have no food, no shelter, wife left you, boyfriend threw you over, lost a major business deal
Lost a loved one, just how much worse can it get, you wonder
Hate your job, family is falling apart, everyday brings with it a fresh bowl of misery
The pain you feel has become a part of you, and every thought is a dagger to your senses
You in over your head, not where you want to be, so lost in pain, and frustration
You don’t notice the change
You call it coping, trying to take one day at a time
You’ve got lots of options of course, you could throw in the towel, sink into total despair, you could try to defy the odds, or you could just hang yourself
Only you know how bad it hurts, but if it has hurt for so long, why should it be all in vain?
Of course you’re quite creative, but you just can’t fight off the gloom
So even when there’s a half moon, you just don’t see it
The opportunities come, but you don’t see them
After all a bird in hand is better than a thousand in the bush
Play it safe, your gut tells you to suck it up and sulk some more
Meanwhile, the rain falls, and the chill and wetness leaves you very cold and miserable
You turn in irritation to brush off the disturbance.
People come and go, each with a different piece of advice
But just like Job, if you lose it all, the best you can do is have a little more faith in you, and your mker
That is an equation that never fails.
One you figure out the faith bit, then make a decision……………………………….