Five Minute Fridays: Here

Here inside, where no one sees, the frustration builds till I like no one. Fatigue will do that.

There outside, where everyone sees, the eyes reveal a window to the inside.

Time will heal- one hopes. I bite my lips together, respond as appropriate to the outside, but HERE, inside, I’m flinging comments like plates at that proverbial fence.

I want to be here, in the here and now with the outside world; but ….

sleep calls. here. now. but goes unanswered.


here. now. I need rest- The Rest of God.

Listen to my prayer, O God,  do not ignore my plea; hear me and answer me. My thoughts trouble me and I am distraught. 

I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove” I would fly away and be at rest–

Psalm 55:1-2, 6


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