These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Reflect

While waiting for some big events,
we stop to breathe, reflect.
Perspective leaves the truest sense
a wish that we neglect.

Events so big we'd really rather
turn, and just go home.
What does it mean to even bother
writing days that roam?

A plane trip 'cross world's greatest land
attracts us all in youth,
but aging bodies like to stand
to ponder some great Truth.

The raptured leaving to the best
is really what we'd do,
but living here has been quite blest.
We look for more that's new.

Reflections of these living days
oft stop us in our tracks.
The thoughts we think of Word He says
must never turn our backs.

by Jay O’Toole
on May 12th, 2025