taking a stand.

********

a friend said to me a while back:
our prayers are heard
even if they are simply thoughts not spoken aloud.


all that colour and there i sat, totally uninspired.
my spirit felt as grey as the weather outside.
i suppose i didn't realize i was praying for an answer of sorts,
yet when needing a break from staring at the beads, while sweeping the basement floor, 
the inspired thought hit me like a rock:
i'm making a stand for what's right.
right then
and i mean exactly right then
the phone rang.

we laughed. 
we cried. 
i was able to make my stand for what is right. 

the path is lay'd out before me. 
all i must do is simply follow it. 

****

life is good. 


********