How to Deal 2.0

If you missed Monday's post about the challenges of singleness, click here.

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Today I bring to you...

How to Deal 2.0: Poetry

Whether it's poetry or journal writing, writing in general is an excellent means with which to "deal" with our singleness (or any other challenges we may face in life). It's a safe way to be real and honest and raw. If we keep everything inside, we'll eventually explode...and let me tell you, that's not a pretty sight. 

I don't write poetry often. In fact, I wish I wrote much more than I do, but I have a couple of poems that I'll share with you:

I wrote this first one back in October of 2008.

Someday

I want to love you more

Each moment of each passing day

As I watch you turn my skies

To blue from deepest grey

I want to cling to your hand

As you hold onto my heart

I want to ache deeply inside

Each moment we're apart

I want to learn to trust you

As easily as I breathe

I want to love and laugh with you

With you I want to dream

I want to become your beloved wife

Your confidant and your best friend

I want to build a life with you

That only death may end

For I know God's plan is perfect

Though it's mixed with joy and tears

We will have trials and victories

As we serve Him through the years

I want to see our Savior

Each time I look at you

Knowing that His strength is always

Sufficient to see us through

So I pray that God will hold these hopes

As we travel our separate ways

And prepare our hearts for this great journey

Until we meet someday

This next poem was written in February of 2012.

Why Not Me?

I see all the black and white, 

Followed by the pink and blue. 

And I can't help but think,

Is this reality really true?

This was never my aim,

Though Your ways aren't my own.

Am I somehow to blame;

Will I always remain alone?

Why must I continue to wait?

Why them and not me?

If Your will is true and great,

Then why even let me dream?

These poems were written almost four years apart, yet the hopes, challenges, and desires imbedded in them remain the same. 

Perhaps in four years from now I'll be writing a different type of poem--one can dream, right? :)