HURRY? WORRY? WHO, ME?

Oh dontcha worry, worry me.

dontcha hurry, hurry me.

Who cares what time it is

when thee climate is

warm as the tropical seeeea..?

--1958 Movie "Windjammer"

NAPLES FREEDOM PARK--A VIETNAM MEMORIAL

MY FAVORITE RETREAT/MEDITATION SPOT --

Photo by Steve E

The truth was certain as morning light.

Girl was sharing her first days in sobriety.

So many worries,

so many hurries,

she thought never bright to ever see.

Just been fired

oh! so tired

uninspired

deeply mired in

low self-esteem....

Sponsor-Peep said, "Simmer down, Babe.

You needn't worry no more.

Give all your worrying over to

me, your sponsor, Lenore.

Stay sober Girl. Stop that head-whirl."

Following is a quote (no 'poeticizing'),

as in "She then told us..."

  

"So I went home, and my drunk boyfriend

asked me wasn't I worried with no job?

I told him, 'NO! Lenore is worrying about that!'"

Digestion:

It is sometimes this way with God and me.

Asking Him to take my problems for a day, or even

a few hours. I try to reverently, lovingly say aloud

His Sweet Holy Name over and over.

At once!--true, Peeps--I am gifted with semblances

of serenity, peace, then joy! When my body and mind

are settled, I take back my **issues** (hate that word!)

and in a different light they seem. 

Telling you this happens is easy. 

Challenge is for you to try it also. 

May not work for everyone. 

But isn't it better than wallowing in the mire?

--steveroni

Friday July 20, 2012