It’s a lovely evening out there. I’m sat in front of my laptop at home, with a curtain stopping me from being blinded by the sunlight. Crazy.
I’m planning a couple of changes to my PC at work, a new case, restructure some of the internals and I’ve been looking up PC cases. Now I’m planning on leaving the laptop and doing some writing, possibly some poetry, as my girlfriend loves that kind of thing, and I haven’t written anything noteworthy for a while. Maybe this is the creative thing I need. I’ve discovered fountain pens, a great tool for writing, far better than a rollerball, ballpoint or even a pencil, and there’s a feeling of quality that comes to a piece of written word in fountain pen ink.
So that’ll be my evening, unless my parents call by and want me to fix their pc. Hope not. It didn’t boot, so it may still not be booting up. Ahh.. The life of an ubergeek.
So here’s something I wrote about 8 years ago…
‘Without You’
I can do without this.
Tension, gripping me like a vice,
Consuming what I am, who I am,
I’m dazed. Confused, I don’t know which way to turn.
So I turn to You.
I know I’ve done it wrong again,
I’ve been there before.
You’ve found me there, filled with the tension,
of being hurt, lost, lonely, but still lovely,
In Your loving sight.
You’ve seen it all before, many times in my past,
So why do I hide in shame?
I know You knew me from the start,
And will until the very end,
Also through all the times between.
Where do I go in times of trouble,
To You, my true friend, companion and saviour,
You lift me from the hassle and tension,
Show me a different way through it all,
And Your love shines my way.