Philippians 3:12 

Pressing Toward the Goal

12 Not that I have already attained, or am already perfected; but I press on,

that I may lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus has also laid hold of me.

 

No goals

 

I guess I have not written deeper thoughts this week.

Are my priorities mingled with the things I do not seek?

Is it possible to stray mentally into unproductive fields?

So meaning becomes cellophane for there are no fruits to yield.

 

It is truly a sad affair when my mind looses direction.

In activity it is hard to bear for a mind needs attention.

How long will this linger or is control beyond? I ponder.

May be beyond my grasp until inspiration comes from up yonder.

 

Or are my thoughts so occupied by directions set by padding

As the matters which fill time in flight where ever I'm headed.

Does productivity stop as a whole because of directions chosen,

Or are my thoughts simular to a mole's? Just in darkness frozen.

 

But darkness is  light to the mole … amazing but so true.

It lives up to its maker's goal and never catches the flu.

To compare myself with other life … that Christ spoke into being,

is  sad for death and its storms are here because of human beings.

 

Examples are in all creation … how to live in faith and truth.

Take my eyes off human motivation and observe nature and its good.

Maybe to have great expectation … hits a tender nerve.

To see life pass by in slow motion … to receive what I deserve.

 

Jan Wienen