Uncertainty Is an Armchair

What if uncertainty
were a plump, fluffy armchair
and I slid into it, my socked feet pulled close

What if
I let this chair envelope me
and made friends with its ever-present nature

What if
I settled in
and even rested there,
trusting that nothing is uncertain
to my God.

This entry was posted in Uncertainty and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink.

2 Responses to Uncertainty Is an Armchair

  1. Marié Calitz says:

    This is so beautiful! What a picture!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. So telling. Love this.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s