Pearls and Dreams
Stepping Out
I can sit right here in my box,
As comfortable as can be,
Never venturing out of bounds,
Look past what is easy to see.
To succeed beyond, who will care?
The box is where I’d like to live.
It’s home and what is familiar,
Really! I have nothing to give!
This box isn’t all that bad.
It might be just a tad too small.
The sides too narrow, top too short,
Inside is cold, I need a shawl.
I realize if I stepped out,
I just might find life is better,
Life in this box is not that bad!
A bit cramped, hard to even write a letter.
To step outside my little box,
Means taking some daring risks.
I don’t know that I’m brave enough,
What if the wind is much too brisk?
To do what God has planned for me,
I’d have to step out in trust.
I guess it’s time, now or never,
Before the hinges on my box rust!
© Peggikaye Eagler
Dr. Suess
"And will you succeed? Yes indeed! Yes indeed! Ninety Eight and Three Quarters guarenteed!"
Sometimes to need the comfort
ReplyDeleteof familiarity is what is best. Rusted or brilliantly new...it is all about knowing what you need to grow.
And you say it so well here!
~Deb
Pk ... that's very nice. You have a definite talent.
ReplyDeleteWhat you're saying is pretty insightful, too ...
You're going through a lot of changes ...
HUGS!
I need to put the dates on these, I actually wrote this a couple of years ago, but when I read Dr. Deb's post today it reminded me of that poem.
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to remember if it's in the devotional book I wrote and am supposed to be sending to the publishing company or not.
ohh but what if the box has a oretty rainbow on the inside that can remind you of what you cant see ;) Ok ok i like my box well i did like my box until recently when my T started to dismantle it and now its not really a box at all because its got holes in it and its getting quite drafty.
ReplyDeleteJumping ... ROFLMHO ... that is hilarious ...I've been saying my pastor took my box from me and smashed it! Lately, I don't think I can even find splinters left from mine!
ReplyDelete14 months ago, I facilitated for our small group ... never did anything like that before ..never taught a Sunday school class, or anything like that ...and now, I'm an Adult Women's Sunday school teacher! HUH?
How'd that happen!?
I was told 5 years ago I'd be teaching by our associate pastor, I looked her right in the eyes and told her she was out of her mind.
There was NO way I was going to stand in front of a group of people and teach! What would I say? Now I'm teaching and writing ... teaching what I write!
geesh.
I gotta stop telling people I can't do things! That's my problem! Now I know how to stay in my box! Where's that paint brush ... I wanna pretty rainbow!