Love to all my brothers and sisters in our Lord Christ Jesus,
(This is an edit in) No it's not poetry, I tried but that's not my skill right now. What it is? A heart felt pondering and acknowledgment of God.
Lord a new year springs from the old,
Oh father were that I eager and bold!
But the old year’s trials are fresh to my mind,
My souls’ constantly in remind.
I wish that I could yell and shout!
I could exclaim what I am to be about.
The plan you hold for me,
Unfolded yes oh so carefully.
Yet I can’t Jesus, I can see the plan,
I can barely see what is laid before me now.
Oh God please lighten my burdened soul!
It cries for your healing touch, show me thine goal!
Where to go at your command,
just show me and I’ll
But Lord the new year it looms with such might,
and in this frail heart of mine, it gives a great fright!
But in this new year, I know you loom as well,
And your shadow cast, now that’s swell.
So behind the unknown you craft,
your plan unknown to me, but not to you.
Through fog and through dessert,
your plan will you lead.
But Lord, before this plan plays out,
Before it’s set in place.
Jesus I know one thing,
You know my needs.