Thursday, February 16, 2006

a new old one.

Trust.
You tell me to trust.
To be still.
To wait.
To commit.
To trust
NOT
in my own understanding.
You will make me like a mountain
Strong.
Indestructable.
Unwavering.
The dawn, in all it's pinks, purples, and blues
Will radiate from me.
You will allow me to rebuild cities.
To clothe the naked.
Feed the hungry.
Father the fatherless.
Love my neighbor.
But I have to be patient.
I have to be still.
I have to commit.
Your grace is sufficient in my weakness.

2 comments:

mom said...

Sometimes it seems so hard to walk the path He sets before us.Though the path maybe rocky and steep, praise to Him for not allowing us to have to endure it alone.

Anonymous said...

"Well done, thou good and faithful servant". We all hope to hear those words someday, and with prayer, patience & perseverance we shall. gB

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