“We are not free to follow our own devices, you and I” Estella, Great Expectations
“All the truths of my position came flashing on me; and its disappointments, dangers, disgraces, consequences of all kinds, rushed in in such a multitude that I was borne down by them and had to struggle for every breath I drew.” Pip, Great Expectations
No view over the horizon
Yet peace reigns o’er my soul.
No hint to the path before me
No guess to how I go.
Days of frustration removed
Years of sorrow made whole
Nights of tears in drought
New vigor in humble roles.
He patiently bore a fist in the air
And quietly suffered my shame.
He graciously overlooked a lack of faith
And lovingly kept my name.
My vision is no clearer
To what the future holds.
I know who holds the future
The end of the story told.
Oh Lord, please forgive me.
I faltered under worldly eyes.
Thank-you for contented joy
Without even answers to whys.
I know not where my path will lead.
Joys and sorrows ahead.
The spririt says just keep walking
Jesus has prepared my bed.
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