April 18
In Training
Like a faithful dog that was hard to train, patience is a
thing hoped for yet peevish during the breaking in. Stanch companionability is hard won, but
worth the cost of acquisition. And what
is the price I truly paid in the end; whatever I gave in the pursuit of
patience was a cheap babysitter and kept me from far worse reformation. For what would I do in this late day and age
as a tempest torn toddler, no bottle to sooth my woes and bothers. Strictly speaking this is a world ill suited
to the edgy intolerant masses and only seems to fit those who can mark time and
bend.
Be careful what you do with idols
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SERVICE &
SACRIFICE
The difference
between life and death in my recovery
Is the equal
difference between service and sacrifice
If I offer you what
is in my hand, fine
If I also give you my
fingertips, I am lost.
Service lightens the
load in my heart
Sacrifice removes my
tools for living
When I go into debt
for your existence
The cheer and
optimism is sucked from my awareness
My eyes go dead and
soon I follow
The cingulotomy of
obligation crucifies my future
And murders true hope
and love
Service feeds my
heart and yours
Renovating makes
space
It builds the muscles
for joy and contentment
Pumping and refilling
My plate with
spirituality.
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