And This is for What?

February 3

 

 

 

AND THIS IS FOR WHAT?

 

 

I smiled down on God and said, “This is pretty and what is it for?”

“Oh, that’s your life.  It is a surprisingly useful thing to have.”  My Higher Power, like my sponsor, thinks she is funny but she is not.

“What am I supposed to do with it?”

“Who do you think I am, your mother, your Grandpa Joe, your guidance counselor?  I put all the possibilities in you then I let the wind blow.  What would be the fun of coming here if I gave it to you all mapped out?  Did it occur to you the reason people say ‘you are right where you are supposed to be’ is because you did the things that brought you here, not Me, and if you don’t like it here you are the one who needs the motivation to change it.”

“Take my life…………Please.”

“You are such a comedian!”

“No, that’s your department, and could you stop tending your garden for five minutes and give me your attention?”

“I don’t need to give you that kind of attention.  You bloom on your own.”

 

 

Age with curiosity.

 

*

The Inside Half

I have drunk deeply from the glass set before me.

I’m not entirely sure that I am half way through,

but I am into it a goodly bit.

I would be happy to have another 19 years;

nineteen more hours would be a gift, too.

That glass might be half empty

but I am at least half full and I am amazed!

I am regularly stunned by the prodigies

this half trek has born to term;

equally dazzled by how quickly the generations

compound in this painstaking construction.

Development both internal and assembled

surpasses my wildest imaginings.

Amazement is my most constant companion,

more than gratitude

and as of late even outstripping willingness

my most trusted ally.

Shock has been replace by wonder,

bewilderment with surprise,

I am fortified with these feeling realities

and look happily to finishing the rest

of what is in that glass.

 

 

You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/Sober-On-The-Way-Sane/dp/1440417342/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576888&sr=8-1&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

http://www.amazon.com/More-Lines-From-My-Life/dp/1448677203/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576956&sr=8-1&keywords=More+Lines+From+My+Life

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About Sherrie Theriault

Sherrie Theriault, writer and outsider artist lives in northwest New Jersey where she writes villain-free fiction for children and young adults, creates coloring books for all ages, writes daily inspiration books for the recovery community and has other works of collected poetry; also adult fiction. Books available on Amazon.com include the following: Cala Mae The Deep Dark Day In The Congenial Chronicles The Holland’s Adventure Fill Me In Fill Me In, Too Filled In Sober on the Way to Sane More Sober on the Way to Sane Lines from My Life More Lines from My Life On-Liners to Live By My Sponsor Said… Elissa: Queen of Carthage Was Love Lost Order of Protection The Story Precedes the Question Can You See? What the Birdies Told Me about You What the Birdies Told Me about You Coloring book The Enchanting Dog Sherrie’s books are available at Blue Stockings, Manhattan, NY, The Clinton Book Shoppe, Clinton, New Jersey, Giovanni’s Room, Philadelphia, PA, Easy Does It in Long Beach, CA and The Latest Thing in Costa Mesa, Ca. You can find Sherrie’s art work at Hang-Ups Gallery in Allentown, PA or online at: SerendipitousGallery.com Please feel free to contact her there if you have any questions.
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