Sunday, October 16, 2016


Tonight's blog stemmed from my "super preparedness" approach to anything new that might be coming up.  While it may seem fraught with worry, I contend it's just my attempt to be realistic as I plan for future challenges.  Us take charge people are like that, you know.  We want to have a clear vision of what's expected and a plan to make it all work, no surprises, nothing unexpected.  But
can we really anticipate everything?  Of course not.  Besides, we have to be careful that we don't overlook the most important component, our awesome God.  He can't be an afterthought, He must be the first thing, the first place we go to when life throws us a curve ball and we're faced with a new challenge.  May be this poem will make you think how you take on a new challenge.

By Patty Lynn

I sit here tonight with much on my mind,
Contemplating the future, just what will I find?
So much is unknown, can’t leave to fate.
But, hard as it is, I’ll leave it to Faith.

And why is that hard with a God such as mine
Who promises always to help, to define…
The answers we’re seeking, the help that we need,
The way we should follow, with Him in the lead?

So why do we worry and why do we wonder?
These things only bother and often encumber…
Our thoughts, they’re so fruitless, so unnecessary.
They keep us from trusting, instead, make us wary…

Of what’s unpredictable and what can’t be planned,
We want all of the answers to know we’ll withstand…
All the parts, all the aspects, of just what’s in store,
We must be prepared for it all, and what’s more…

We can’t just survive it, no, we’ve got to succeed…
In handling the challenges, and even exceed…
The normal expectations, saying, “That’s how I am!”
You’d think we were sure that there’d be an exam!

So it’s time that we learned that we must turn it over….
To God, our Redeemer, ‘cause He is the owner…
Of all that goes on in this world He’s created.
From the simplest problem to the most complicated…

He’s ready and willing, He wants us to ask
For His help and His guidance, whatever the task.
C’mon recognize, only He’s in control.
Don’t fret through each part, when He handles the whole.

You may think that you’re such a great problem-solver,
But don’t hold a candle to God, the Absolver.
So why spin your wheels, it’s a big waste of time?
Just give it to Him, this great God of mine!

Sunday, October 9, 2016


By Patty Lynn

It’s really so unusual that I’m the one who’s waiting,
But this time I’m the one who sits, the one anticipating…
Just what the doctor has to say about this latest test,
And hoping, always hoping, yes, hoping for the best.

It’s quite an operation, the way this place is run,
Between the forms and TV screens, it’s really almost fun.
And after you have finished that you get a lighted disc
Like restaurants with the flashing lights, the nurse comes & you’re whisked…

To be prepared, to meet the doc, in this case get sedated,
They tell you that they’re starting and...the next thing you’ve vacated…
The very room they took you to, but now the test is finished.
They looked at this, biopsied that, no matter how you spin it…

You’re feeling what they put you through, your throat’s a little sore,
“Nothing to worry you,” they said, cultures'll tell us more.
So we will wait and see what grows, though they expect it’s nothing.
Pro-active is the way to go, address it, could be something.

Life’s short, we’ve said it many times, we don’t choose to ignore…
The things that don’t seem usual, they’re diff’rent and what’s more...
Our health can take a downward turn, yes, aging takes it’s toll,
So best to check things out, instead, ‘cause it’s good for the soul.

So all in all, we got it done, these health things can confound.
It’s best to know, not let it go, or questions hang around.
Remember that it’s always good to learn the truth and deal,
‘Cause if you put it off you’ll see that worry’s all you’ll feel.

Saturday, October 1, 2016


I'm ringing in the new month with a poem that I'm hoping will resonate with you.  I wrote this last night at the end of a tasking day and it came out of conversations I've had with my husband, Frank
(who I often call Frankie Joe) when we lament all the things we might have done if we had met each other when we were younger.  Not that I'm complaining just reflecting and imagining.  So here it is...

 BY Patty Lynn

I’m down for the count, I’m bushed from the day.
The furniture’s calling, “Please dust me today!”
But I am too tired, just dead on my feet,
Besides there’s tomorrow & I’m way too beat.

I fixed up my breakfast, a nice bowl of fruit,
Then went to my treadmill, my usual route,
Got dressed and then set out to ready the story…
For Sunday School telling, to God be the glory!

Then made up our lunches, we ate and discussed…
How if we were younger, not dealing with our “rust,”
We’d buy us some houses, remodel, then flip.
“You know, that was finished at quite a good clip!

Let’s buy us another and do it once more,
A complete restoration from ceiling to floor!”
And when we have done it, a number of times,
We’ll count all of our nickels and all of our dimes…

And make plans to travel to Paris and Rome,
To Ireland & Scotland and when we come home…
We’ll build us our dream house with a picturesque view,
A porch on four sides, designed just for you.

On weekends we’ll party with family and friends,
Cook-out with the neighbors, where the fun never ends.
We’ll go to the theatre, with coveted seats,
Hobnob with famous, imbibe on rich eats.

And when that’s behind us, we’ll be as we are,
We’ll be old and less mobile, less walking, more car.
We may not have met when we were much younger...
Our “what ifs” are fun but they cause me to ponder...

Though youth wasn’t ours so these plans could be made,
This life that we share is one I’d not trade.
No dream house, no travel, no flip, just the same,
I’m happy, contented, that I share your last name.