Sunday, January 04, 2009

Seasons Change


Melancholy.
Like an acoustic guitar strummed slowly
on a cloudy day
behind closed doors
for an audience of one.



Focusing on the pluck.
Humming with the strum.
Listening for a melody
to make sense of the noise
your pain
wants to make,
and the song your heart wants to create.


As Time heals,
Anger cools,
and Logic becomes irrelevant
,
the wooden therapy is released from personification,

and there is an opening
for the next reason, season, or lifetime.

I literally wrote this while driving to church this morning. It was so loud in my head that I could not ignore it. It was blaring.

I had a bit of a rough start this morning. Instead of becoming a typical recluse, I made church mandatory.
For the first time ever, I went there seeking "a Word from God". When I don't feel so great, I may go to church to feel better. "Feeling better" usually comes in the form of a song because I'm not a fan of my church's sermons. Anyhoo, this was a first. I was completely open to hear whatever God had to say to me and I was also a little disoriented.

I stopped at a red light and I continued to write. I heard a car honk and so I drove on-- by myself. I looked in my rear view mirror and realized that no one else had moved and I just drove through a red light at a 4-way intersection!


I get to church (not mine...one I visit) and once I'm seated, the choir is wrapping up a song. The preacher takes his place at the pulpit, and what is the topic of the sermon? "NEXT: Finding Faith for the Next Season of Your Life"

WHAT!?!?!
I was stunned. I could not believe it.
(And he got down with it too!)

You ever see those good church people taking notes during the sermon? Yeah....that's not me. Ever. Actually, I take that back. I did once in high school. But today?? Ya girl was taking some notes.

The preacher directed us to the 3rd chapter of Ecclesiastes. I respect whatever you choose to believe or not believe, but you have to be a complete idiot to not hear the common sense in the plain English of this passage.

Check it out:
"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:"
and in verses 2-8 examples are listed. I even found a lyric from The Beatles in verse 8,
"A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace."

But man o' man did he break it down! "Seasons" are distinct from "time". As the preacher defined it, a season is a span of time that includes a progressive collection of moments, events, circumstances, activities, and experiences that when added together, create a particular effect or purpose. "Time", on the other hand was defined as "a moment or occasion".

Well, a season of mine has just come to an end.
It was a GOOD season:o)
And I will celebrate it and honor it as such.

Like I said in that October '06 post, I still don't believe in 'The One'.
But I do believe in the first.

And this season will always be that for me for many reasons.
Never to be forgotten:o)






I wonder what the next season has in store?






***CORRECTION: The "Turn, Turn" song I referred to was not by The Beatles but The Birds. Interesting. The entire song is that Ecclesiastes passage I mentioned earlier. Hear for yourself:



Comments:
is this code for 'i fell in love and that shit bit me in the ass'?
 
Not quite, lol. You were right on the front end but it didn't bite me in the ass. It just didn't work out.
 
good stuff. real deep. some seasons really need to end (personal note, lol). But i feel you. Perhaps the introduction to being in love will enhance your experiences to come. Have a blessed '09
 
That was a love-lay perm, um, poem. I lie-dat-rite-dere.
 
I needed to read this today. What a blessing Ms. E-Rants and Insights. It was so unexpected...opening up your blog just to escape from here for a second and I see this... thanks
 
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