there are times when i just want to sit down and stare at blank space. because there are just times when none of my immediate concerns can be addressed. most of the time i end up thinking that maybe it doesn’t need to be addressed. you know, the “cross the brige when you get there” mentality.
in the past few years, for some reason, i’ve never worried about these things … or should i say, there wasn’t even one bridge in the horizon. everything seems just to happen in its own accord. well, they’re here and i just don’t know what will happen.
faith is funny. it plays with your mind, or could it be that i’m the one playing with my mind.
when you are being behest with a myriad of uncertainties and you don’t know where to turn to. when the best advice people can give you is to “believe that everything will be alright” and the only help that you get is somebody’s prayers, what do you do?
what if this happens for a period of time? this is the stuff that makes people go whacko.
at the end of it all … it makes me realize my place in this world … i am but a pilgrim and i only have one thing … just one thing and that one thing was best written by a certain Fanny J. Crosby in 1873.
Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine!
O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God,
born of his Spirit, washed in his blood.
This is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long;
this is my story, this is my song,
praising my Savior all the day long.
Perfect submission, perfect delight,
visions of rapture now burst on my sight;
angels descending bring from above
echoes of mercy, whispers of love.
Perfect submission, all is at rest;
I in my Savior am happy and blest,
watching and waiting, looking above,
filled with his goodness, lost in his love.
I love you Father …
I may feel alone and feel left out,
unsure of things to come,
unwilling to understand why i still have to go through this,
afraid of tomorrow,
worried of things to come,
but i will remain …
because you remain
forgive my unfaithful heart
forgive my unbelief
forgive my pride
be the air i breath
the song i sing
be my comfort
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