Celebrate Responsibility
Back home before the fireworks,because I have a babyand babies are not freedom.Lets have fireworks on Labor Day and Mother’s Day and Father’s Day,and maybe not so late at night,to celebrate responsibility.
Picking Up My Own Slack
Picking up my own slackis worse than that of someone else.There’s no superior feeling.There’s no pride if I were to tell“Yeah, I didn’t do it then,so today I did it double.”No, there’s just a nagging feelinglike I’ve gotten into trouble.
Get to Work
Let’s get to work, remembering we get to work.
Forgiving
Well there’s no such thing as free,free lunch, free love, free living.There’s a cost for everything…and a God who is forgiving.
Except Rest
I always have something to do,but I’m not as busy as you.So if you need someone to help,I gladly would offer myself,although you seem to do it all bestwhen you do it yourself (except rest).
Do More
There is a voice that says, “Do more, do more”and that these things should all be done by now.This voice would be so easy to ignore if its lie weren’t also true somehow.
Start
My list of things to do todayis long but not quite done.I need to add “start” to the list–this task’s the hardest one.
A Different Smelling Spring
A different smelling spring–served quite chilled, then warmed quickly,with notes of melting snowsweet and earthy on the nose,this spring has woody undertones:fresh-aged ash, maple, oak, and pine,the neighborhood filled with sawdust fine.
Getting-Stuff-Done
The washing machine is churning awaywhich means I’m getting-stuff-done today.I may be slouchedupon the couchbut I’m being productive, wouldn’t you say?