Focus

From a folded paper boat in the middle of the pond,
I throw a pebble, causing motion.
It expands and grows, a ripple
affecting all the other paper boats on the pond.

From another little paper boat,
my husband throws a pebble.
I watch as his ripple advances.
It reaches my paper boat and I capsize.
I always capsize.

God sighs and restores my little boat.
"Keep your eyes on me," he smiles.
He throws a stone into the middle of our pond.
I watch as enormous waves replace our ripples.
I put my eyes on Him.

Somehow, without my quite knowing how,
my husband's boat is beside mine.
The boats bounce as we tie them together.
My husband steers and we both watch God,
and somehow, without my quite knowing how,
we stay afloat.