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Is My Life Serene

Posted in Poems on September 8, 2010 by CunningChrisC
The day draws to its end
and I’ve made it yet again.
Another day clean,
but is my life serene?
I live one day at a time, 
from month to month and check to check,
Always wondering what can I do
to help my family make it through.
I fret and I worry with really no need
Because I know if we just stay within our means
We will always succeed.
You see, I’m blessed in that my income is [somewhat] secure,
but I guess it’s just human nature that I’m always wanting more.
Not anything truly extravagant, mind you, but little things…
I’m sure you know what I’m saying.
I want my children to have everything that I didn’t
and if I did have "it" I want them to have it better.
It doesn’t have to be name brand, or fancy,
or perfect, or "just what I wanted to the letter".
Just little things……you know?
Like a pool for the kiddies. 
Not an indoor, in-ground, heated, olympic size pool,
but one of those ones they sell at ChinaLand (aka WallyWorld).
Or how about a swingset? 
Not a Gorilla or Rainbow swingset, but one off Craigslist. 
Heck, I had to search and search for weeks
before I found one I could afford
and just when I saved the money to buy it
ChinaLand finally came on board.
In the middle of summer
they deemed the season over
and put all related items on sale.
And now that the season is actually over
and I’m putting away that pool
I look around the garage and I must pause and exhale.
I see the walls lined with shelves
full of toys and stuff and things
I wonder what was I thinking when I bought them,
What joy did I think they’d bring.
I simply can’t remember now
Why it seemed so important then.
So, I quietly contemplate while I fold that pool
all the many blessings bestowed on this old fool.
I have a beautiful, healthy family and a husband that provides.
For fourteen years now he & I have stood by each others sides.
There has been good and bad,
and sickness and health,
and we’ve been richer and poorer,
but our true wealth……
Well, I suppose that lies in the ties that bind us together
Our children, our memories, the future we will weather.
And when I look at it that way
And when I remember to let go and let God
I can see that it’s all okay
And it isn’t really all that hard.
I’ve made it through another day clean
And yes my life is serene.
 
by Christine C.  (me)  09/08/2010

I Remember When, Lord

Posted in Poems on September 1, 2010 by CunningChrisC

I remember when, Lord,

Your love I could not see.

You bade me come to thee, Lord

As I cried on hands and knees,

But for my sorrow I could not see

The lighted path beneath my feet.

Yes. I remember when, Lord.

I remember when…

My wounded heart cried out for help,

I wouldn’t take your hand, to spite myself.

Each tear I cried burned down my cheek,

But still, your name, I would not speak.

Yes.  I remember when, Lord.

I remember when…

My Bible lay on a dusty shelf

I felt as though I were living in hell.

Though I knew where I was I felt so lost.

My life of sin came at too high a cost.

Yes.  I remember when, Lord.

I remember when…

The last time I called your name in vain

And deep in my heart felt a dying pain.

With each new day I feel my faith grow stronger

As I strive to hold on a little bit longer,

But I remember when, Lord

And it wasn’t so long ago.

No.  It wasn’t so long ago.

by Christine C.  (me)            April, 2005

Hello Recovery by Christine C. (me)

Posted in Poems on August 25, 2010 by CunningChrisC

Hello Recovery

Goodbye insanity.

I’m kicking you to the curb.

I know when I’m feeling sane again

It will be superb.

Goodbye addiction.

I’m pushing you away.

I’m ready to use all of my tools

To make sure that gone you stay.

Goodbye frienemies.

Over is our acquaintance.

I’ve learned to set boundaries

And to practice patience.

Goodbye drugs.

I’ve learned to live without you.

Each day now is filled with hugs

To help me make it through.

Hello RECOVERY!

Open the door I’m coming in.

I’ve gathered up my toolbox

And I’m ready for life to begin!

 

 

by Christine C.  (me)

                                                                                     

Anyway

Posted in Poems on August 18, 2010 by CunningChrisC

People are often unreasonable, illogical and self-centered.

Forgive them anyway.

 

If you are kind people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives.

Be kind anyway.

 

If you are successful you will win some false friends and some true enemies.

Succeed anyway.

 

If you are honest and frank people may cheat you.

Be honest and frank anyway.

 

What you spend years building someone could destroy overnight.

Build anyway.

 

If you find serenity and happiness people may be jealous.

Be serene and happy anyway.

 

The good you do today people will often forget tomorrow.

Do good anyway.

 

Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough.

Give the world the best you have anyway.

 

You see, in the final analysis it is between you and God.

It never was between you and them anyway.

 

                                                  Prayer of Mother Theresa

“Today”

Posted in Poems on August 8, 2010 by CunningChrisC
TODAY
Outside my window, a new day I see
And only I can determine
What kind of day it will be.
It can be busy and sunny, laughing and gay,
Or boring and cold, unhappy and grey.
My own state of mind is the determining key
For I am only the person I let myself be.
I can be thoughtful and do all that I can to help,
Or be selfish and think just of myself.
I can enjoy what I do and make it seem fun,
Or gripe and complain and make it hard on someone.
I can be patient with those who may not understand,
Or belittle and hurt them as much as I can,
But I have faith in myself and believe when I say
I am going to make the best of each day.
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