Today I stopped...A poem for my Dad

Today I Stopped

Always something to go and do,
life, at times, feels like a race.
Running here and running there,
how in the world do I keep up this pace?

Studying, praying, pondering, my blog,
a phone call, a meeting, a card, a meal,
Excercise my body, strengthen my mind,
self improvement tapes while on the treadmill.

The leaves are changing,
quick to the hills.
Tomorrow they'll be gone,
How crisp the air feels.

Where are the kids? Are they ok?
If I don't fix them then tell me who will?
If they would just listen I know they'd be fine.
Then the wisdom of ages, counsels
...be still.

BE STILL, you say, that must be a joke
If I slow down the pain will catch up,
I must move faster, never stopping to breathe
I'm thirsty but can't pause to fill my cup.

I'm getting weaker, my patience is gone,
He said He'd help, but I don't think He will.
I can't figure out what more I can do...
His answers the same...it's always,
...be still.

I just want to scream,
at the top of my lungs
"I AM BEING STILL,
WHAT ON EARTH DO YOU MEAN?"

I turn to my scriptures, what do the prophets say?
Isaiah, Isaiah please help me see, please oh please tell me how to feel.
And then the old prophet whispers from the dust,
"Your strength will come by
...sitting still."

I run to the temple, the answer must be there.
The temple that sits on top of the hill,
I walk in the chapel, I sit patiently and wait,
while the organ wills my soul to
...be still.

Slowly I started to relax and breathe
today the anchor gently I dropped.
But mostly because my Dad asked me to,
Today, with the sunrise...
...today I stopped.

Today I stopped...to feel the breeze blow,
Today I stopped...to listen to fountains flow.
Today I stopped...to pick up an acorn,
Today I stopped...and watched Moroni blow his horn.
Today I stopped...to smell a fresh cut lawn,
Today I stopped...to ponder days long gone.
Today I stopped...to feel the sun on my face.
Today I stopped...to consider His amazing grace.

Isaiah said, "In returning and rest ye shall be saved"
His words I study at great length,
and then he said, and I quote,
"In quietness and in confidence shall be your strength."

Today I promise to be more gentle to me,
Just for my Dad, calm and patient I'll be.
He asked me to STOP, to breathe in, and then out.
I even promise that I will try not to pout.
I think I'm all grown, I'm rarely too bratty,
But this little girl still needs her Daddy.

I love you Dad.

Happy

Hi to all of my cute little readers...Tiffany. :)
I just want you all to know that I am recovering and starting to feel better.
I do appreciate that I have been able to 'vent' on some of my postings and I do appreciate your patience while I became less than I should be.
My mother always taught me that it is ok to get angry, to mourn, and to cry. It is even ok to sit on your pittypot for a while.
But it is so important to pass through those moments, to keep moving through those trials because if we sit still we will become enveloped in the experience and drown.

Life is good. Happiness is earned...

...and it is so worth it!

I love you.

Make it a wonderful week.