Life In A World That Is Not My Own

I was thinking the other day when I was in Kentucky at my grandma's house and remembered a poem I wrote a little over a year ago, and I thought I would share it. The poem is called Life In A World That Is Not My Own. I wrote it last December and I don't know what made me think of it, but I didn't want to forget it. I know it may be strange but this is something a lot of people go through. Moving to a new town is not easy. It was one of the hardest things I've done in my life, but when I look back at it, it's one of the best things that has ever happened to me. It has made me stronger, and I know how someone feels when they move to a new place after being in the same place for a long time. If this is where you are right now, be comforted that no matter where we go, God is still with us. Go to Him and ask him for comfort and guidance. Feel free to ask me questions as well. I also believe God has given me this situation so I may help comfort others, too. Thanks. I hope you enjoy it:

Life In A World That Is Not My Own

I stare into space and remember my case.
I am living in a world that is not my own.
Some things happen and make me wish I were nappin',
Just having a dream where my life is ripping at the seam.
But then I remember, no one yelled "Timber,"
God placed me here, which removes my fear.
My life is not crashing down, I am just living in a new town.
I am not alone, so there is no reason for me to groan.
Making new friends is a part of life; losing them is too, along with the strife.
So I stare into space and remember my case,
I am living in a world that is not my own.

A New Blog on Christmas

Merry Christmas to everyone, and a happy birthday to Jesus.  He is great and in a way Christmas can help us look back and see all the good things God has done in our lives in the past year since Christmas is so close to the end of the year.  I hope that everyone has had a terrific day. I am excited to continue this blog and share the memories I have.

Merry Christmas