By Fiona Fantom
I woke up this morn,
in quite a spot of bother.
What will this day bring,
what will it have to offer?
Will I be burdened yet again,
with the news of the day?
Will I believe it all and live in fear,
or will I trust in faith and pray?
Will I stay in my bed and hide,
and hope that this day quickly ends?
Or will I spend my time serving others,
and continue a dying trend?
Will I laze around in my PJ’s ,
and follow the fashion norm?
Or will I get myself dressed and exercise,
looking after my Well being and form?
Will I be part of the social binges,
spending hours watching Stan and Netflix?
Or will I do something rare without techno,
and just talk with my hubby and kids?
Will I keep taking for granted all that I have,
and lash out because I’m so stressed?
Or will I work and treasure my relationships,
with those love ones whom I’ve been blessed?
Will I go to my hidden stash of chocolate,
and find solace in every piece?
Or will I go to the one who can comfort,
and make all this horrid noise cease?
Will I suffer in silence if I’m struggling,
and not get the help that I need?
Or will I see that I’m not alone in this,
and call out to my God to be freed?
Will I see no end to this isolation,
and over the things that I cannot do?
Or will I take this opportunity to be creative,
using wisely my time to get through?
Will I whine and complain about my lot,
and grumble over every little thing?
Or will I be thankful for this brand new day,
and see the blessings that it brings?
Will I cut myself off completely,
‘coz I can’t see anyone or give a hug?
Or will I pick up the phone and face time,
or zoom someone I care and love?
Will my neighbor’s feel alone and struggling,
‘coz I’m too selfish to care and reach out?
Or will I offer help and encourage them,
in the peace my God can bring about?
Will I keep going about my business,
without a world of care?
Or will I plan my day responsibly,
keeping my distance and not to share?
Will I fight for that last pack of toilet rolls,
and hoarding stuff that I don’t really need?
Or will I just use my common sense,
‘coz it’s not the 5000 I’m needing to feed.
Will I dread working from home,
battling with the kids and the internet?
Or will I choose to be grateful I have a job,
and happily do the tasks my boss has set?
Will I continue having those tantrums,
when things just don’t go to plan?
Or will I learn to be flexible accepting God’s will,
honouring my God and my fellow man?
Will I be all moody and have a bad spirit,
‘coz I have no control and life is so tough?
Or will I see the best in everything,
giving hope to others when their life gets rough?
Will I see that being so busy,
can be a distraction and cause me strife?
Or Will I take the time to be still and know God,
and share His testimony of my life?
Will I keep dwelling on the year where having,
droughts, fires and the pandemic of COVID 19?
Or will I see that God can be trusted in all,
and still be joyful throughout this adversity?
Will I fight against the new norm and these changes,
doing things my way and going it alone?
Or will I do God’s very best with this day,
and find His blessings of being at home?
© Fiona Fantom