January 1, 2024
I do my part, I work, I pray,
But know I’m not the one in charge
Of all the things that come my way,
Most moments small, but some loom large.
Sometimes events seem out of place.
I ask the Lord, “Is this Your plan?”
If up to me – rewind, erase.
Eventually I understand.
At times when going through a trial
It seems I’ve lost my way somehow.
The uphill climb will be worthwhile.
Lord give me strength I need for now.
My faith, dear Lord, is all I bring.
Your love provides the joy to sing.