As I walk to work
on a winter’s morning
my heart sinks
at the prospect of all of the tasks
that I have to do.

Tired is too small a word
to describe how I feel.
I’m weary.
I feel lost,
buried under an avalanche of work
and there is no light
at the end of my tunnel.

I stop near Nuala with the Hula.

As I gaze down at the Lagan
flowing slowly, quietly by,
I’m struck
by how timeless the Lagan is.
Thousands of years ago
the Lagan flowed here
and thousands of years from now
when I am long gone
it will continue to flow.

This thought calms me
and I sense My God saying,
“Claire, remember
that this is not life –
it is only work.
Make time in your hectic life
for me.
Make time
for Paul
and make time
for your children.
We will all support you
and all will be well.
Trust me.”

And as I continue
on my journey to work
I feel reassured.

Now I can see light
at the end of my tunnel.

© Claire Murray, 13th November 2014