Meandering Moments by Elsi

Christmas excitement, with parties, and presents,
And choirs, and reindeer, and cards filled with mirth,
And skating, and snowmen, and everything pleasant,
A great celebration of Jesus’s birth!

But January’s down time, low time,
No motion, no rhyme,
Just slow time.

Spring break’s in March, and then Easter rejoicing!
Birdies, and bunnies, and flowers in bloom!
Great hallelujahs we’re eagerly voicing!
For Jesus has risen! He’s not in the tomb.

But February’s sagging, dragging,
Icy puddles nagging,
Energy is flagging.

School is ending and summer is coming!
People to visit; vacations to plan!
Sunshine and beaches and busy bees humming;
Load the RV; we’ll have fun while we can!

But late winter just squats,
Plops, rots.
Boredom we have lots.

Autumn is coming, and summer’s departing!
From rest to Thanksgiving—quite an exchange!
Activities, meetings, and schools are starting!
The air will get cooler; the leaves will all change!

But here I sit in January.
Here I lie in February.
Feeling contrary, wary.

Maybe this slow time is made for regrouping.
Instead of just drooping, perhaps I’m recouping
And getting away from pervasive depression.
A time to restart, from my Lord Who is knowing
I’m desperately craving some changing and growing.
My life needs to better reflect my confession.

Please don’t let me be so shallow.
Enrich me, Lord, as I lie fallow.
My life, now hallow.