Unexpected Rain - Poem

Unexpected Rain

An iron rod feels slippery

In unexpected rain

Just hold on tight, walk steady

The sun will shine again

Janice Harten

Sept 15, 2008
Copyright © 2012 Janice Harten.  All rights reserved.

A Chosen Occupation

How is it possible for me to sit in my warm, comfortable home, while others have their homes lifted and dashed to pieces, evidence of the power of nature to determine destiny.  It is a reminder that I am here at the discretion and mercy of an all powerful being.  Yet, perhaps I can exercise power given to me to bless and comfort.  The gift of a few dollars or extra items, a prayer raised to heaven, and a feeling of sympathy and compassion; charity, humility and gratitude is a chosen occupation.