Let go; let His plan unfold to see the future unfold

Monday’s Message

Just as we trust 
A wooden spoon not to rust 
To stir the pot 
And to stop the water from spilling out over the top 
We trust what we can see 
What we feel 
Between you and me
Emotions that run deep 
Flare up 
And flame out 
Sometimes we scream 
Sometimes we shout 
Wonder in doubt 
What this life is all about 
And when the tried and the true 
Become the very few 
Who am I to the likes of You? 
A speck on this earth 
A mere piece of dirt 
And if I could trace my end back to my birth 
Maybe then I would see my worth 
But for now I walk blindly 
As You stand right beside me 
I search 
Yet can't find any 
Any reason to not feel defiantly
Confronting the demons that howl 
As they roam and they prowl 
And all I can do is simply lay down 
Curl up and bow
 
For this battle is trying me 
But I fight for the likes of me 
For the ones that go in front of 
And for those right behind me
Because I know I have it 
I can feel it inside of me 
To keep going
blindly
Unknowing
What the future holds 
As His plan unfolds 
But I know what is mine 
And that when it is time 
He will draw me near 
As I gird up my loins 
And I walk with no fear. 
 
"Whether Paul of Apollos or Cephas, or 
The universe or life or death, or the 
Immediate and threatening present or the
subsequent and uncertain] future -
All are yours, and you are Christ's, and 
Christ is God's." -1 Corinthians 3:22-23

-Abigail Rice
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