“The Hole”


“Do you feel like you’re stuck in a hole?”

I feel like I’m in a hole, and I can’t get out. 

“Won’t somebody throw me a rope?” I cry up toward the crest of the earth. 

Everyone that comes along sincerely wants to help, but each time they try the earth breaks away a little bit more beneath their footing.

“I can’t,” they shout down at me, “or I’ll fall in the hole with you, but I’ll pray for you, they say as they go about their business.

Eventually I look down and see the tools each person tossed down to me, and I realize as I stand alone that it’s up to me. If I really want to get out, then I have to use my God given mind, and the tools I have to work with. The key I realize is in my own desire. I have to want it bad enough to do the work. 

About connieszone

I've come to know myself as a unique individual expression of God. I love that there is only one me in all the world. I'm still learning, growing and experiencing all the wonders that this life has to teach me. I live, move, and breath in this shell of a body God has given me, and together we travel. He see's, hears, taste, smells and touches all that I experience through the individual personality that I am. I believe He exist in each one of us for the same purpose. I am a daughter, sister, wife, mother, grandmother and friend to many. I love to write and express the many thoughts that swim around in my head. I love to read. I'm a creative crafty kind of person. I love being in my garden. I've been working on my families genecology for 25 years. I think that about sums me up for now.

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