Simply Susan

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Friday, Jan. 10th, 2014

Today I would like to post a poem that was sent to me

from a dear friend on my mailing list for my Daily Dose.

It was like my friend and Bob climbed inside my head and knew just

what I was feeling and put it down on paper.

"A Thousand Pieces"

~~ By Bob Perks ~~

Imagine that?

In pieces and still able to love.

Falling apart and yet still together.

I have been struggling greatly.  Perhaps you have been, too.

You think you have it all together and then everything suddenly
falls apart.

I've discovered something remarkable in this last several months
of my life.  I've been trying to understand so much but couldn't
understand anything.

I tried to figure out what I did wrong.  I wanted to come to a
conclusion that made sense out of where I was at this point in
my life rather than where I thought I would be.

Here's what I discovered ...

"It isn't what I've done. It's what I can't do."

What I've done is all yesterday.  What I can't do is change that.

What I've done is what I thought was right.  What I can't do is
make it right.

What I've done is loved someone the best I knew how.  What I
can't do is make her love me.

What I've done is dreamed big lofty dreams.  What I can't do is...
stop dreaming like that.  It's who I am.

What I've done is tried to make a difference in the world.
What I can't do is stop trying.

What I've done is prayed to God to help me accept things.
What I can't do is accept them easily.

I've fallen apart many times alone in the middle of the day.

I've fallen apart alone in the middle of the night.

But even when I was apart "in a thousand pieces...laying there
on the floor...God still loved me."

Yes, even when we fall apart we are together in His eyes.