I lay prostrate on the ground Wondering if I should just stay Or rise up and begin to work It is difficult, I cry out It is difficult, I moan Then as I remain silent I hear a voice saying Yes, it is difficult, but So was the cross at Calvary I rise, not in shame, but In wonder for I cannot believe How short sighted I have been All things to all men are not The same and each has Burdens of different natures We may not all lie down and Deliberate for we must, Each in our own way Put to use the talents Which have been given to us To lay idle with excuses Will not do We have been given instruction And we have the Father, Son and Holy Spirit to back us And be with us in all that we do I see three lit candles I hear the church bells peal I feel renewed and ready To take a transformed journey With determination and courage Stanski July 17, 2021 ^