For a while...

The seasons have changed but nothing else
But I know that something happened
It's everything so different
Do you remember when we use to believe
That everything was forever
Without knowing that the forever always ends
And even having all the reason to leave things as they are
Neither give up, nor try
Now it doesn't metter
We're going back home

God is in control...

Yes, God is in control, but Jesus cried when He saw a city walking towards destruction.
God is in control, but Christ cried when his friend died.
God is in control, but the Messiah lamented the absence of his prayers partners.
God is in control, but the Saviour sweat blood.
God is in control, but the soul of the Son of man was deeply distressed.
Of course God is in control, but even so the redeemer cried out on the cross.
The fact we know that our Heavenly father is sovereign do not dehumanize us.
It doesn't mean that we will never feel vulnerable or fragile.
Faith doesn't create robots.
Faith is the mother of who lives with intensity, love, mercy, sincerity and hope!

The escape of the butterflies

I was accustomed to them and I did not realise that they were leaving

I was enchanted with the beauty and the colours of those butterflies in my garden

But there was stunning perfume I did not feel as before

Only then I realised that those butterflies were disappearing

Sometimes a few butterflies hovered over the flowers

But it happened for a short time, until they disappeared completely

The garden is so empty now and without colour

And I still remember how flowery it was

I'm aware that I was  spending so much time admiring the butterflies

And I forgot to take care of the garden

There was no one to water the flowers and they withered and soon they dried out

The perfume and the flowers are gone and they have taken all the butterflies with