this is my last entry for this year. College finals and work are taking up most of my time for now, so here's somthing before I'm too busy.

I was stuck (stuck) sick of drowning in this fantasy, I had my life laid out for me, my faith wasn't a mustard seed. It was smaller (small) I was too comfy chilling with sin, there was a hole an incision, my heart needed some medicine. So listen (yup) didn't want to give God attention, I'm too far out for His mission, deep waters, should I sink or swim? Stop. Can I trust and let Him take control, I think I tried this years ago, there's only one way I can know. I'm leaning. I fit so well within His grace (it's why He's called our resting place) then maybe I should change my ways. I'm trying. I might not be cut out for this, I shoot for "good," I aim, I miss. (Just ask Him man, it's common sence) Help me. I don't feel like I'm on the fence, could prayer really just be mix fix? (It's not bad to have dependence) I get. My gracious God gave me a chance, He's bigger than my circumstance, so now with Him I'll take my stance.

In His will there's a way, yall. I can feel it, I believe it in my heart, yall. He's working everything together for our good; all. He sent His son without sin to take our fall.

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