Fragile Jars

Journeying strong, true, unbreakable

Life full of lefts and rights

Yes’s and No’s

Endless roads guided by the Great Leader

Gena Buza

Earthquakes

Strong winds 

and scorching heat derail

Make cause for pause, and question

Great Leader hidden by the smoke

Strength wanes

Lefts and rights disappear

Yes and No are moot

Eyes no longer see clearly

"Where are you?"

Out of the blowing dust and smoke

Our Great Leader appears

“I know the way.  I see it clearly.”

Endless roads fade away

One road appears 

The true road

The one paved just for me

Renewal of strength

His Light fills my empty hope

Empty sense of self

False sense of direction

Broken to be rebuilt 

Fragile jar

Shining the light within 

A great treasure

To show the way

When Earthquakes

Strong Winds 

and scorching heat derail

Comforting broken journeyers

To find their true road

Poem written for blog post "Middle of the Mess: Mid-life 'blah' to Mid-life 'ya'"

2 Corinthians 4:6-7(NLT)

6 For God, who said, “Let there be light in the darkness,” has made this light shine in our hearts so we could know the glory of God that is seen in the face of Jesus Christ.

7 We now have this light shining in our hearts, but we ourselves are like fragile clay jars containing this great treasure. This makes it clear that our great power is from God, not from ourselves.

Psalm 5:8 

Lead me in the right path, O Lord, or my enemies will conquer me.  Make your way plain for me to follow.