What did you think it was about?

I can remember talking to you about life.? I can remember that discussion when you cried wondering why all this was happening to you.? I remember telling you about spiritual battles and how much of what was happening was meant to throw you off your path.? How it was designed to keep you from gaining strength and moving in a direction dangerous to the enemy’s plan of domination.? It made sense to you then or maybe it didn’t.? All the same you found a little comfort in the concept or so I thought.

Then the clouds parted.? Then changes came about in miraculous fashion and you rejoiced.? In your glee you danced in the shower of goodness as it rained down on your life.? Okay, now life was good.

Then off you went to chase your desires, setting your life in motion again.? The partying and self intoxicating life was back in full effect and I wondered if you would remember our talk.

I’ve become a stranger to you now.? One who has no business asking how are you doing or if you’re feeling okay.? I, also, see the pain has returned and so has your frustration.

As you sit there trying to make the elements of your “new (old) life” fix the broken and take away the pain I can only sit here in banishment looking on from afar and speculate on what did you learn from our talk or if you learned anything at all.

K

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