This I Believe

Chris - North Bend, Washington
Entered on September 4, 2006
Age Group: 30 - 50

I believe

I believe in sadness and joy.

I believe in hope and fear.

I believe in success and failure.

I believe,

Therefore I am.

I am emotional,

Determined and insecure

Stubborn and proud.

I believe in biology.

I believe in genetics.

I believe in chemistry.

I believe that

Nature versus nurture.

That is the question.

It is not nobler

To suffer the slings and arrows

Of outrageous moods.

Clumsiness is inevitable

The different drummer

Didn’t chose a different beat

She had no rhythm.

I believe there are things we will not overcome.

I believe there are things we will not change.

I believe there are things we will not accept.

I believe that

Life is not fair.

If at first you don’t succeed, you may never succeed.

Terrible things happen.

And the idea that God

Doesn’t give you more than you can handle

Is ridiculous and judgmental.

I believe in God.

I believe in choices.

I believe in reality.

I believe

There is a god.

Not an all powerful God,

Who directs life like a puppeteer.

But a God both distant and dear.

I believe in a small, clear voice.

Sometimes we listen and hear

But it is Our choice.

Our path to follow.

I believe in miracles,

But I know that tragedy

Is unavoidable.

Things may happen for a reason

But we rarely discover why.

Life is filled with pain and death.

Every moment we are faced with a choice.

Do I eat the peach?

Do I descend the stair?

Do I give in to despair?

I believe in beauty.

I believe in strength.

I believe in second chances.

I believe

Childhood may be the wonder years,

But if you look around

There is still plenty at which to marvel.

Stand under the stars at night.

Stand alone.

Feel the soft, cool, summer breeze.

Listen to the whispers of the night.

Who else stands looking?

Sleepless at night,

Full of fear and loneliness

As a new day dawns, we all continue on.

This is strength.

Everyone does it.

Everyone has it.

Each day is the beginning of the rest our life

But we can’t deny the past.

A new day may overwhelm with choices.

Tragedy may strike.

I muddle through as best I can

Trying to find some value

In each experience.

This is my strength.

And tomorrow is a new day.

I may chose differently.

I may choose more wisely.

I may make a choice,

That takes the unchangeable me

Into a world of wonder

And makes it better.

This I believe.