Coming on the scene,
I had felt to fuel the fire.
Comfortable for a while,
Then sensed a bump in style.
Being there a little longer,
It was a knuckle from the fellow.
I waited and waited,
To be transfixed by anywho.
But it never happened,
No connection.
Just rah, rah, rah,
And bring in the electrician.
3WW CCXLVII
Stumbling along the sidewalk 
An interesting take on self-control. Truly and amazingly gorgeous. My three word Wednesday: http://verseinanutshell.wordpress.com/2011/06/29/next/
very nice had to read this twice but finally got the connection.LOL
sorry, kind of vague. glad you liked it anyway.
Clever take on the prompt!
thanks, laurie. I appreciate it!
I think I know..but need to read once more..that makes it good 😉 Jae
Fellowship or fellowshipping is, perhaps just in the North American South, when a group of Christians get together and enjoy each other’s presence in a “spiritual” way that is beneficial to all. Sometimes its more than its cracked up to be.
It seems to me he, you, were very disappointed.
http://akweelife.blogspot.com/
yes, thanks. i am mostly disappointed with god, then his emisseries, then myself. spriritual activity seems more a show than anything.
sad, well put.
quantity change leads to quality changes, keep it up.
I can relate. Sometimes I feel a need to recharge after draining fellowshipping. Hope that sense of connection comes.
Sorry to hear about your trouble, but that goes to the heart of what I mean.
Fellowship is supposed to be energizing, so when its not, is God not there? It’s usually blamed on people, but I don’t buy that rationalization. That’s what we do any time God doesn’t meet expectations.
Short and sweet (well not sweet, but you know what I mean)– like it.