This world is a rat-race
Driven by fierce competition,
Its constituents are obsessed
With personal ambition.
Sinner and saint alike
Working twenty-four-seven,
Both trying to make of this world
Their respective heaven.
Both putting in the effort
To accumulate great wealth
While both are seemingly unaware
Of their decreasing health.
Refusing to come apart
And therefore, falling apart,
Overworking their mortal brain
And stressing out their heart.
The result, as is expected,
Are numerous strokes
And heart attacks more frequently
In even young folks.
Rest is very essential
As well as periodic reflection
And neither is remotely possible
Without intervention.
Warning lights are blinking
Alarms are going off
But no letting up coming soon
Until our river is crossed.
Evident are the wrecks
Of those that fell apart
Disregarding all the warning signs
That urged to come apart.
Even Jesus in his ministry
Took time to come apart
And did the same with his disciples
So they won’t fall apart.
But we are workaholics
And often we’re proud to be
And while our health goes into decline,
It is never suddenly.
Come apart I urge you
Or you will eventually fall apart,
Reflection is a brain activity
Supported by the heart.
Mark 6:31
And he said unto them,
Come ye yourselves apart
Into a desert place,
And rest a while.
Stewart Russell © June 15, 2024
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