Days of Chaos

 

Amongst the chaos of a day,

Everyone buzzes, shouts, demands, says

Look at me; I am working hard, harder than you are!

Do I stay humble and work quietly, diligently,

Or call this chaos what it is. Distraction. Noise. Hell on earth.

 

 

“I will thank you always for what you have done”

Psalm 52

Openings … My Guardian Mosquito

My Guardian Mosquito never leaves my side,

Always there to correct my path needed for everyday things,

lovingly annoying as my ear buzzes with immediate sounds of wants of the day,

as a Spitfire chasing a Messerschmitt, the desire to complete a mission is loud.

Martha can relax in the knowledge that love is paramount over all else.

 

“Martha, Martha, you are anxious and worried about many things.”

Gospel of Luke