It's Monday and the new work week is upon me beginning with a day off in recognition of Martin Luther King Jr. I'm fortunate to have this opportunity to prepare for massive changes at work beginning this week. I've been reassigned "temporarily" to assist another department three days a week for a month or more. It is well known by my peers that if I ever was reassigned to this department due to budget constraints, downsizes to my department and the like, I was prepared. My solution: Stick a pencil in my neck and bleed out.
That solution has remained consistent for years...until Thursday when I received news that it's time to get that pencil out and reevaluate if I really wanted to pierce my skin and deal with gushing blood everywhere. Of course...I decided that might not be the best option considering I really don't like pain and I loathe the sight of blood, specifically when it's coming from me.
The news struck me like a solid punch to my gut, leaving me gasping for air as I flopped on the floor like a fish out of water, while my mind run amok with visions of life imprisonment to an institutional setting. Okay - a bit dramatic I will admit - but I did have great difficulty processing this new directive. I elected to "sleep on it" and wake up with a new attitude.
The morning came and with it...the need to write.
The Comfort Zone
What lies beyond the comfort zone
Is awkward and far removed
Yet Change has frayed the edges
Of life’s day to day groove
If asked to describe my comfort zone
I think of it best as a playground
The biggest slides, the highest swings
In the greatest city park in town
Decorated with bright colors and flags
Happy melodic tones fill the air
Laughter and giggles of delight abound
Magical moments sprinkled here and there
The comfort zone is then heavily pressed
Like a broken elevator with lights out
Standing alone in the blackened silence
The mind riddled with fear and doubt
Varying levels of insecurity take over
A simple breath difficult to take in
Change is knocking, open the door
The comfort zone rapidly begins to thin
What is lost reeks like a horrid stench
The eyes burn from the permeating smell
The comfort zone of once heavenly bliss
Begins to look like a fast forward to hell
But then, as if time has been stopped
Clarity comes with thoughts of grace
Give not into the fear of losing comfort
Instead seek comfort from a Higher place
Like life, a comfort zone changes
And like life, we change with it too
He always knows what is best for us
Better than we think we do
Thank you for this moment of peace
Thank you for knowing I can survive
Thank you blessing me with a comfort zone
Thank you for challenging my life
Thank you for the daily reminders
That I can only live in this day
Thank for guiding my earthly path
And helping me through this Change
Okay, I'm ready for Wednesday.
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