Here Now Are Some Words

I’ve been staring at this blank page.
It’s a bit late for a post or a poem,
but I had something I wanted to say.

I wanted to say
that if Jesus could heal on the Sabbath
perhaps I can let go of my legalistic ways.

I wanted to say
that just because someone else isn’t tolerant
doesn’t mean that I must close my mind.

I wanted to say
that 8 minutes of snoozing in the morning
isn’t nearly enough time to awaken my brain.

I wanted to say
that I feel an internal disquiet that I understand
but don’t know how to comfort.

I wanted to say
that if filling up this page with words was my goal -
well, here now are some words.