Sometimes I feel the weight of the companion;
Am I doing too much?
Am I just being selfish?
Am I doing too little?
Distracting me from what is truly love.
And...
Sometimes I feel the weight of frivolity;
Did you hear?
Do you believe that?
Isn't that funny?
Distracting me from what is truly joyous.
And...
Sometimes I feel the weight of education;
When will I get it done?
Should I study more?
Will I do well enough?
Distracting me from what is truly worthwhile.
And...
Sometimes I feel the weight of the Savior;
How can I be holy?
Does He really love me?
What is His will?
Distracting me from what is truly salvation.
And...
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Note to avoid being depressing: this poem has a happy ending, I just didn't include it for my own reasons. :)
So,
what is truly love,
what is truly joyous,
what is truly worthwhile,
what is truly salvation?
I noticed that I hadn't commented on this yet. Just to let you know that it indeed had a happy ending. :)
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