Fairy Tale Dream
I lived in a fairy tale dream
Of mostly sunny days —
Little disease and little pain —
Then reality came.
I felt accused of misplaced trust,
Defensive, and defend I must.
The hopes of wanting to believe,
The criticisms ill conceived.
And cancer struck, not once, but twice.
These unexpected enemies caused
A leeriness, and gave me pause.
Life wouldn’t go on as I had thought —
Events could happen, unannounced,
Nothing seemed safe; nothing sound.
The sunny days had turned to dark,
The world, instead, became more stark.
I had to be ready; I had to be armed.
And then to move o’er 2,000 miles,
Uprooted, after 67 years –
Somehow, that caused a lot of tears.
—
Each day that passes, I come aware
Of tragedies, of people’s cares —
That lead some people to despair.
Evil spreads, or so it seems,
Yet parallel, a good perceived —
Incomprehensible battle screams.
And then He said, “Take up your cross,”
“With Me,” He said, “Must count the cost.”
“Without the cross you will be lost.”
I learn to hear His voice each day,
And trust He’s with me in the fray,
And good, o’er evil, wins the day.
clarakatalin 
OUR Father
Isn’t it amazing that we can call God OUR Father! Along with Jesus, who was sinless, we are allowed the privilege of calling His Father, OUR Father in heaven. We can walk with Jesus, looking up to the same Father!
Among my mother’s belongings, after her death, I found a little slip of paper with the following typewritten words, which inspired me to write the words above:
“Pride says ‘Look how great I am,’ and then runs ahead of God.
Despair says, ‘Look how awful I am,’ and then runs away from God.
Humility says, ‘Look at the greatness of my Father,’ and then walks with God.
Sometimes I need to ask myself, ‘Which child of God am I?’ “
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