Little Bird

Poetry

Bird

Oh little bird, why do you flitter to and fro?

Why do you flap your wings so tirelessly

with nowhere to go?

Stop toiling, stay in your nest.

Do you not know all I will prepare for you?

I am giving you needed rest.

“It is useless for you to work so hard from early morning until late at night, anxiously working for food to eat; for God gives rest to his loved ones.” Psalm 127:2

 

A Time for Everything

Poetry

My load has been lifted, my heart has been healed

I feel so much lighter, I’m done with this hill!!

Time to breathe in deep and enjoy some sunshine

Time to relax and look around and relish this time

 

Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8

   There is a time for everything,

   and a season for every activity under the heavens:

   a time to be born and a time to die,

   a time to plant and a time to uproot,

   a time to kill and a time to heal,

   a time to tear down and a time to build,

   a time to weep and a time to laugh,

   a time to mourn and a time to dance,

   a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,

   a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,

   a time to search and a time to give up,

   a time to keep and a time to throw away,

   a time to tear and a time to mend,

   a time to be silent and a time to speak,

   a time to love and a time to hate,

   a time for war and a time for peace.