Though freezing, we focus on the heat while we sit by the fire…
Remember that “cold burn” rush of the slap in grade school from the one who called you a liar?
The pressure “cold burn” rush to the brain
‘cos’ you sipped the icee, or milkshake too fast
You grab your temple area, pray the pain won’t last.
When the receptionist/store clerk decides to take a break
or freshen her lipstick as you approach,
You breathe deep, put on the armor of God,
and convince yourself that she probably needs
a jealous management coach.
Or a complete stranger(again, a female) walks directly in your path
because she wants you to move,
The Holy Spirit kicks in and the words utter from your mouth in kindness,
“Hello, m’aam, don’t I know you?””( She, embarrassed, moves)
Inside, though pained, you revel in the glow of the sun,
Realize it will soon be your turn
‘Cos you are always in the hands of the Holy One.
Reflect on the challenges, remember to fast,
And hold on to God’s words
The first shall be last.