Precisely, this Is how I Intend It to be
Plans concrete, Immovable In the walls of my mind
Sealed In place, cemented In my own pride
I set out to do what I have convinced myself Is best
Forgetting the truth that you need be by my side
But you Lord, a Lamp unto my feet
Lighting up the pathway of my soul
Are ever gracious in allowing me to follow your Lead
Where I can see only two or three steps ahead of me
At first it seems uncertain; then I see I must learn to navigate the narrow and low-lit path of trust. Of dependence. Of love. Of reliance. Of even heartbreak at times. In following you, I trace the path you have planned before the beginning of time.
Who am I to Inquire what you are up to.
AB 7/5/21
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