My Antidote

Both panic times and lethargy can sweep down on my soul,
They interfere with normal life and keep me from my goal;
But Robert Tilton’s input tends to pull me from my dive,
And turn my plane to upward course – the path on which I thrive.

I realized once I’d spent time absorbing what he’d said,
My antidote had once again been life which I’d been fed;
It showed me once again my second gift was quite all right,
To balance out encourager as way of doing life.

For giver-gift is strong in me (suppressed within my past,
Discouraged in my family, till free in me at last);
It balances my other gift, helps me to settle down,
And walk through life more quietly, both feet upon the ground.

But I get spooked quite easily by those who say to me,
“If you did life the way I do you would successful be”;
But that’s not true, they’re strong in gifts quite low for me in fact,
Much better I do life my way and in my giftings act.

Big Bobby’s gifts (reverse of mine) show strength in giver gift,
That’s helpful as an antidote, for when I’m down it lifts
Me from depression, says to me, “It’s okay to do life
With giver-gift as part of things, amidst external strife”.

My “stick-man” notes make up-take fast – within an hour or two
I pull out from depression’s dive, restored to larger view;
I call the sheets my “antidote” – some principles of life,
Which givers use to carry on – a balance that is right.

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