I am a bag
lady.
I have
collected bags
all my life
as long as I
can remember
some big
some small
some stylish
some plain.
These bags –
these bags I
collect
even
hoard
some might
say.
These bags –
these bags hold
all kinds of
different
emotions
stories
hurts
loves
losses
laughs
truths
Lately
though –
I have
realized
these bags
all weigh
different
~love is light and airy
I can sling
it over my shoulder and take it with me wherever I go –
no matter
how long the journey
Joy is the
same
I can stuff
my bag full of joy
and never
feel
its weight
pulling down
my shoulder
On the other
hand though:
anger
shame
hate
jealousy
these weigh
me down
even if I am
only carrying
a single
lonely
pebble in my
bag.
This tiny
pebble
weighs a ton
like
carrying bricks
bending me
side to side
and hurting
my body
little
by
little
tweaking my
back
here and
there.
I have
decided though –
I surely
don’t need
all these
bags
weighing me
down
rid of the bags
especially the
tiny bags
the tiny
bags
that carry only
the pebbles –
the pebbles
that weigh
me down
I have
decided –
I only need
one bag
One bag.
To carry God
with me
all day
everyday.
In this bag
I will find
all the
Love
Joy
Grace
Laughter
Hope
and More
then I can even
imagine.
This –
This will be
my only bag
I carry
from now on