The Thief in Every House
There is a thief in every house,
a ubiquitous presence,
a crook.
With our permission,
like a weed,
it encroaches
on moments meant to smell
the proverbial roses.
it drones on
and on
like an unfortunate
dinner guest.
Possibilities petrify
Language languishes
as the thief
consumes our originality.
Wonder
Innocence
Joy
Contentment
Are stolen
Leaving us
Cynical
Confused
Materialistic
Numb
Wake up! Evict this crook
and change your fate.
Press “OFF” on the remote control
before it’s too late.
(And no fair substituting the screen on your laptop or smart phone!)
“…whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable – if anything is excellent or praiseworthy – think about such things.” Philippians 4:8
Forgot to say, that this is so well written!
Judy, this is definitely a ‘gotcha!’ Plus, it is all too true.
Bless you!
Maria
Judy,
Yes, I sit here with my laptop, Blackberry, and tv going full blast as I read your post. And you are so right…technology is such a thief. The regret I feel about the time I let slip away is ridiculous. I need to grab it and use it for His service.
Thanks for connecting with me and allowing me to see your words.
Blessings!
Linden
I always appreciate your two, three, or more, cents, Caddo. And please never hide your originality! I am thankful to regularly feel inspired and challenged by your original blog posts. May the Lord shower his bountiful and highly original blessings on you today! Judy
“Consumes our originality”–wow, Judy, that’s the line that particularly grabbed me this morning. And I’m hearing a word from God right now: that we should VALUE our originality; praise and thank Him for it, rather than (in my case, recently) feeling Bad about it, trying to Hide It, and spending way too much energy Defending it from perceived attackers (which are likely all in my befuddled mind). That’s my burst of spontaneous two cents. Thanks for being God’s open window today–Sonshine pouring in! God bless you abundantly–love, sis Caddo