I was thinking today about people whose lives have not turned out in the way they expected, and they struggle now. Thinking about them is nice, but being present with them, giving them aid or praying for them… even better.
COLD LONELY NIGHTS
O weary heart
turn this aching to verse
For my life has been sudden
And so unrehearsed
We were children of springtime
but those bright days rushed by
into summers of family
and the labor of time
Watermelon sweetness
tomatoes and squash
saw the queer charm of seasons
bring a change of the guard
Now with unshirted arms
of autumn’s bare branch
life jigs in the fog
of a days gone by dance
Winter is coming
don’t know what will be
but on cold lonely nights
O God comfort me
yes on cold lonely nights
O God comfort me
A poem by Greg Nelson
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The Human Wave 
I thought about this when reading about the Israelites-to-be crossing the Jordan and occupying the land. Such victories! ….and then what happened? Oh. Life.
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