Where I stand

Feeling whole, feeling small

And free and capable

All the big jobs in front of me

Seem small

How can it be?

With God at the center of it all

Relying on His power, and strength

Which I have confidence in

All that I must do…seems like a simple

Spoonful

The mountain in the distance

Well, I don’t even see it when I am holding God’s hand

I only see the green valley, and the butterflies

And crickets and the sun’s rays filtering through

The leaves on the giant oak by the creek.

I am able to stay in the moment, not look behind me

Or try to stretch my neck to see what’s on the

Other side.

I can stand, survey my surroundings, and see the beauty

Right where I am.

Listen to the sounds of the brook

Look into the water at the animal and plant life

That is so abundant

No longer obsessed with ‘getting’ up and over

The big gray rock.

I can even sit on the grass

And admire the little caterpillar that is so colorful

That is nearly under my feet.

My desire to actually stay where I am, increases, to admire

All the blessings in my vicinity, so abundant.

I am in awe and shocked that I was trying to get away

From what I thought was a ‘bad’ place.

It is actually a beautiful place,

A serene place.

But fear created clouds and shutters

that blocked out my ability to see all of this.

When I cling to man, and expect him to give me this peace,

Then it slips away.

When I hold on to eternal truths: God promises for a good life

God’s amazing power and grace, God’s desire to bless me

God’s unfailing love, God’s mercy, God’s perfect plan for me

God’s infinite wisdom, God’s bridge to mankind-making himself a man

In the name of Jesus, so that he could come to earth, that same man that

Created the whole universe, the earth and everything from the very beginning

When I can dwell on these truths---then abundant peace flows through my veins.
And the view from where I stand is beautiful.