Humbly I come to you, having lost my way.
Wanting your forgiveness for my pride;
I sought my way and stumbled on the path.
Your words call out to me, pulling me back.
Yet I hold on to that which I know;
Hoping you will follow my lead and direction.
My plan has gone astray, the door has closed.
I have no choice but to surrender my will;
I’m left to accept that you have a new plan.
Where now shall I go amidst this turmoil?
How do I trust this new plan you have,
When I can’t yet see the light ahead?
How, O Lord, do I trust you when I have failed?
How, O Lord, do I trust me?
How do I even start anew?
And yet trust I do, as I cry out for your direction.
I breathe in all I know of you and wait;
I wait to hear your calming reassurance.
I wait to take the next step, leaning on you.
I wait; and then I slowly step forward,
Trusting you to open a new door,
Leading me into a new life.
A new path emerges and I see you in it.
All that is good has come from this my journey of change.
Protected Ransomed Refreshed Regenerated