Creative Writer Meets The World

We are so obsessed in this world, Of things that shouldn’t even matter, Focusing our society focus on those issues, That should truly be minor in this life, Instead of focusing on the hurts and pains in people, We put them in boxes saying they should fit, In a certain context, And that anything else is not okay, Rather it be their weight, Or how they look or dress, What about those that cannot concern themselves? Because they live in parts of the world that aren’t so blessed, We are so blessed here in the United States, Yet instead of focusing on those blessings, Instead of focusing on helping others, We are too busy obsessing, About what to wear, About how we look to others, About rather or not we are keeping up with our neighbors, About this thing or that, It seems so petty to me, Maybe I am the only one, But I am tired of seeing this obsession over minor things, Where is the obsession to the things that matter? To those people who...

God has truly blessed me in every part of my life, Even before I knew him, He has protected me, Even through my darkest and deepest sins, He has given me forgiveness; He has given me hope, He has given me truth, He has poured out the things I have lost, To a better and bigger picture, I still have a long way to go, I still have many lessons to learn, I still need to keep walking in faith every day, I am grateful to Him for providing for my needs, And the needs of my husband, And the needs of many others I care about, He gave me a caring husband, Who is there for me every step of the way, Who has become my best friend, And someone I know I can count on, He gave me peace when I lost some friends, Due to walking and wanting to please Him, It has not always been easy, Dealing with health issues and losing friends, But He gives me the strength to face each day, And He helps me encourage others, who need Him, And He gives me everything I could...

Clouds forming in the sky, As the rain starts to fall, A drop splashes down to the grown, Nourishing the plants, Providing life, Giving life to the animals, Giving life to us, The air smells cleaner than it has in awhile, I can feel as if I could actually breathe, Before the disease of asthma, Took residence into my lungs, The rain starts falling a bit harder now, As it happens always this time of the year, It is spring, The flowers are blooming, The trees are getting the green, The grass becomes green again, The rain of spring comes harder again, So many people may complain, But I welcome the wet water, As it falls to the earth, Falling, Forming into streams into the ground, The clouds maybe grey, The darkness maybe all around, But the water, The feeling, The smell, The sound, It all feels like home, It is home, The rain of spring reminds me, Of how blessed I am, To live where I am, And to know that the beauty aro...