Living my life
surrounded by sin
raised to know better
But won't let morals win
Heart like a city
Damned to be destroyed
Where once laughter lived
In place resides a void
Beginning to understand
the dilemma of Lot's wife
Heading for a city
But she'll never arrive
Maybe she looked back
Cause she left herself there
Now she can't move on
Doesn't seem fair
Started this poem, but it doesn't feel finished. Here are the thoughts I'm contemplating while deciding on a second verse. (The second stanza here is going to be somewhat repetitive I think, like a chorus to a song.)
What does everyone else do when Lot's wife is turned into salt? Just keep going? What about Lot? Is he not disturbed that his wife is now salt?
Why salt? If God could choose any fate for her, why did he turn her into salt?? Why not stone or a lighting strike that just incinerates her instantly? Salt will blow away, won't it? Why doesn't he turn her into something that will stand as a reminder to others not to look back? Why don't we get to know what her name is? Why does she have no identity of her own?
About Me
- Colleen
- Fort Worth, TX, United States
- I am a SAHM mom of 3 kids. My husband is an Emergency Medicine resident at a local county hospital.
Just Me
Colleen enjoys playing with her kids, doing any kind of crafts, reading a good novel, singing for fun and on stage, taking warm baths at night, playing soccer, working out, and cuddling up on the couch with her honey watching movies and eating super-buttery popcorn!
Doctor Ben
Ben spends his time working, working, working...or studying! When he has a minute of free time he loves to wrestle with Jackson, cuddle up with Sam, tickle-attack Ally, hunt, build something or play any type of sports with his wife.
Jackson Garit, age 5
Jackson is my sweet, considerate, intelligent, curious, and slightly hyperactive child. He will walk up and talk to anyone and can't sit quietly while I read him a story without asking me a million questions and commenting all the way through. I love his zest for life and eagerness to please. He is a great example for his little brother.
Samson Jay, 3.5 years
Samson lets nothing hold him back. It's as if he is on a mission to prove that he should have been the first child. He is stubborn, but silly, persistent, but sweet. He is my little snuggle-bear!
Allyson Anne, age 12 mos
Ally is such an easy baby. She is just pretty easy-going most of the time. She loves tickling games or playing hide-and-seek. She just started walking, but usually only takes up to 6 or 7 steps at a time before deciding that crawling is faster. She is VERY curious.
2 comments:
I will have to read that story again to fully understand before I comment....but I wanted you to know I looked and read and loved:)
Wow how fun that you are taking time to develop your talents. That is great!
Those are great questions and although we don't have all the answers there is still a lot to learn from that story. The thing that sticks out to me is:
If we, who are repented from our past transgressions, continue to look back and long for the life that we had, "the worldy fun" then eventually that will bring us down. You are always either progressing or digressing....you can never stand still. (or sit on the fence).
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