Simply Soul Searching
HOW IS GOD LOVING ME – AND WHERE IS GOD LEADING ME?
A PICTURE AND A POEM: ARROW
ENOUGH TO KNOW
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign that shows
what I am meant to do,
what is the proper path to take,
what goal I should pursue.
Isn’t it enough to know
that I go along with you?
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign that points
me in the right direction
so everything I say and do
will be your pure reflection.
Isn’t it enough to know
you’re filled with my affection?
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign that gives
your lifetime guarantee
that every action, every thought
will merit love for me.
Isn’t it enough to know
my love is kindly free?
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign that says
just how to run the race
so that I may not come in last
but maybe win first place.
Isn’t it enough to know
that you can walk in grace?
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign that keeps
my life from grief and pain,
that shows me every step to take
to avoid life’s stress and strain.
Isn’t it enough to know
my peace and hope remain?
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign that shares
your wisdom from above;
so that I may know my purpose
is the one you would approve.
Isn’t it enough to know
you can simply live in love?
I want an arrow, God.
I would like a sign from you,
a clear, directing sign,
so I will know that I am on
a road that is divine.
Isn’t it enough to know
that you’re already mine?
(Photo by Karen)
Simply Soul Searching 
Have to say that the first thing I thought of on reading this was a song from Paint Your Wagon…
“Where am I goin’?
I don’t know
Where am I headin’?
I ain’t certain
All I know
Is I am on my way
“When will I be there?
I don’t know
When will I get there?
I ain’t certain
All that I know
Is I am on my way…”
Can’t match that, but since I lately made a Comanche horse-bow for Barb (who is Comanche)…
I shot an arrow in the air,
a really stupid thing to do,
for it fell I know not where,
and since I did not have a clue
of whether someone might be hurt
by my sophomoric ways,
I put on a thick hair-shirt,
and I wore the thing for days
until a neighbour came on by
with my arrow in his hand,
and said it fell from a clear sky
and that he did not understand
how God had made a man like me
so full of harebrained idiocy.
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I found your words humorous but also significant… how many times do we imagine the worst, worry, or feel guilty for naught?
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Karen, I’m thrilled…this was my very first conscious attempt at allegory. I’m really chuffed that it came across!
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I love this so much! A much needed lesson in all seasons of life. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you! ♥️ I’m also grateful to have connected with you – I appreciate your posts!
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