A Prayer in the Storm

Your will alone, and none of my own.Whether healing or loss, I look to the cross.All You have planned, I may not understand,But I still trust in You, for that's all I can do. Since You know it all, on my knees I will fall.Every night, every day, I will constantly prayFor Your will to be done, for the war to be won. Resting in Your embrace, I continue this race. I go, fearless, ahead, knowing that in my steadYou are carrying me, being all I can't be.Your strength alone, and none of my ownWill carry me through, I trust only in You.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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