Catching my breath I survey the mess that is my life.
Little by little it all seemed to cascade over me.
Use to be room to breath and move around in my thoughts.
That was when I was young and things were much simpler.
Today though seems more like a spiders web of junk.
Everything claims to be important and non disposable.
Rubbish, what rubbish? It's all part of who I am really.
But then I close my eyes and try and pray in the Lords name.
Under all this mess and stress that distracts my heart.
God seems so far and distant from me these recent days.
Should I maybe just drop the clutter and pick up the Bible?

M J Flack