Calm that's a word I read in a dictionary once. They said it was characterized by the absence of emotional agitation. Now what is that about? I mean really, absence of emotional agitation, it ain't possible. I know my English is atrocious here, but it gets the point across. Is anyone ever calm? My life seems to be defined by the presence of emotional agitation. It's ever constant, there are times I appear calm, but it's an act believe me. And take my word for it, ain't nobody in this world calm, the presence of emotional agitation can be and is found everywhere. I can even tell when someone is faking it. Paranoid, no not really, just optimisticly surreal. Everybody deal with it and the stress that infects our lives is a demon that sinks in his tentacles and invades every part of our lives. We put on a front to the whole world and only show them what appears to be CALM.
Calm is a word in a dictionary, it is not a reality, at least not from where I stand. I see the stress of my husband and the deep seeded resentment that his life has not turned out “like it should have.” I see the pain in other and there is nothing that I can do to help, no way to guide them out of the darkness. Prayer and Faith are all that I know and yet the pain that I see in others I can't seem to help. I can pray and believe but I see not results. How do you help someone that cannot even admit that there is a problem. Yet I see the pain deep that I can see behind their eyes so deep that they don't even know it's there.
Why do I see these things, why can't I help. God give me the courage to find help for myself, then maybe just maybe I will be able to help someone else. Life interrupted can be so cruel, and calm is just a word in the dictionary.