LUCKY STONE

 

I am not a religious person…I do, however, remember some things the Bible ingrained in me:

So now faith, hope and love abide, these three;

(I like to think this message was handed down from all the Gods above)

reminding everyone on Earth how: the greatest of these is love.

There are those of us who’ve lost faith in this country…who are now feeling bereft…

as we’ve watched faith turn love into hate…hope is all we have left.

With our faith and love in ruins…when we’re finding it difficult to cope….

sometimes, out of the blue, something reminds us….there’s still hope.

Showers were predicted on my walk this morning…but I chose not to complain…

instead…I donned an old raincoat to protect me from the rain.

As I began my walk through the streets…in the darkness…all alone…

I put my hand in the pocket of my raincoat…and found in there…a lucky stone.

Ever since I was a little boy who played with dinosaurs, cars and trucks…

when I found a little white stone on the ground…I’d rub it for good luck.

Over the years…I’ve rubbed a lot of my hopes, wishes and dreams into my lucky stones…

some of these have even come true….

and every now and then…when it came to lucky stones..I’ve even kept a few. 

Discovering a lucky stone in my pocket this morning…

during a time I’m finding it hard to cope….

was a synchronistic (perhaps spiritual) reminder…not to give up hope.

I’m putting my faith into this lucky stone….

hoping love will return…of course…with lucky stones…that’s what I do…

and I’ll keep rubbing it every day…hoping my dream will come true.

Was I meant to find this lucky stone today?

to remind me to keep hoping 

even when hoping seems pointless and small?

I believe so 

because on my walk this morning…

it never rained at all.