The Beautiful Ones are not Yet Born – Something more to say

T’is strange once something hits your heart; it seems to find ways of getting into your walking moments. Still on the beautiful Ones, I bumped into a collusion of thoughts in someone’s head. It was a clash between “what I know I can do” and “what I’m doing”.
She seemed to have all the rings right but just wasn’t doing it.
In talking with her, I find I’m as guilty as she is.
My head seem to contain litany on ideas that don’t find their way to my everyday walk.
Maybe Father looks at me and says “The Beautiful One is not yet born” or He encourages me with another day to start again.
Another day to move from the not so good to the good.
Lord, be born in me again.