Present

I fail to truly understand the day. It flees from me. I thought I had a firm grip, but it eludes me consistently. I thought I knew…I was sure I understood. But today is not the yesterday I knew. I’m adjusting acutely.

The times I knew are old and have changed aggressively. I’m not wrong, I don’t think, just outdated. How ever I try to catch up, I find myself a failure in this endeavor. Ancient. Old now. Out of date. Yet what I know and have to offer is sorely needed.

I feel a failure to this generation. I’ve tried and still do, but these times have obscured my message. Hard work is dismissed. Accountability and honor are ignored. Respect is an alien idea, and love is desired but grossly misunderstood.

Those that have ears let them hear. I am just the voice of one crying in the wilderness. Trying to impart the very lessons I engage in daily. Love is easy if pure but hard if misdiagnosed. I don’t truly comprehend it myself, but I try.

It has just calendared a new year. And with new things come new beginnings, new ideas, new endeavors. A chance to be renewed anew.

I’ll do what I frequently do and think on this more and add more as my conscious grows into the purity of the idea.

Honestly, I’ve almost relinquished my hope for men, but not entirely. I can’t. I hope for us all. I wail for mankind. We can do better. We will. I have faith. Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen.

I see you reader. Your light still shines. Don’t let our world be overcome with darkness. You are a light to the world. Let your light shine this day. In this present moment.