The Rhythm of Life: Meaningful Work (Richard Exley)

Lord, my creative juices are at a low ebb.

I have no inspiration,
no insight, no freshness.

It’s been sometime now since
I felt truly alive.

I can’t remember the last time I walked in the park,
or lay on my back in the grass watching the clouds,
or sat in my study at night
with only a kerosene lamp light,
thinking of Grand Miller
and the good times we had.

I’m homesick for the mountains,
for the smell of pines after a rain and
for the sound of the wind in the aspens.

I’m hungry for home-baked bread and country cream,
home-canned peaches,
and fresh tomatoes right off the vine.

I’m so tired of books
that satiate my mind,
without touching my soul.

I want to feel.
I want to laugh and cry.
I want to live life to the fullest.
I want to love, and be loved.

Forgive me, Lord.
Sometimes I get so caught up in my work,
I miss life’s best.

Terry Crigger

Terry is a husband to Cindy, dad to Ashley and Haley (and Austin), and papa to Rya, Sophia, and Stella. He has served as the Senior Pastor of Christ's Chapel for over 25 years.