Eludes me still.
How can I find
My way through life’s dim lit room?
Will lead until,
You find the Way
Revealed to those called My own.
Looms large within.
When comes the time,
Peace rests and victories bloom?
Not of self,
All those in need,
Will squelch the grief
Borne from fear’s death-stench groan.
What might have been.
Where best to put
Shattered pots with seeming doom?
By him, that thief
Whose deeds will one day be shown.
Not meant to be.
What to do when
Life’s not seen success’ bright plume?
Will hold you.
Your ev’ry load
They’ll lift and bear.
Let it all go ’round My throne!
Let go and let God, right? So easy to say, but sometimes oh-so-hard to do. Lovely post, my friend! Sophie
Very hard, indeed! Thanks.
Oh, I love this one too! I love everything He inspires you to write….but this one is exceptional for even YOU! Awesome!
So appreciate. This one was written a couple of years ago during quite a trial. God is so faithful to answer when we call! Blessings, always.