Tuesday, April 19, 2016

An Eternal Purpose I Cannot See

Deep, abiding sadness.

Clicking on the keyboard,
Hit "Enter".
Watch the circle spin, waiting for the next step to complete.
Click over two tabs, see if the document moved on.
Sigh, and start the process over.

E-mail flashes:
"Can you do this?"
"Why did you do that?"
"I need."
"I want."

Endless brake lights,
creeping along a wet road.
Turn the radio on, then turn it off:
Get drawn into an issue you cannot solve
then resolve to turn it off again.

Deep, abiding sadness.

It is not that I question that You are here, Lord,
it is that I question how any of this accomplishes Your will:
how a day spent in the trivia of information
that will be useless in five years,
and sitting in traffic that moves slowly
does anything of eternal meaning.

Deep, abiding,

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