Follow you?
Trust you?
What does that even mean?
When life is askew
and the future unseen?
When all turns are dark
And shadows assail
Confusion hangs heavy
And faith seems to fail?
It makes more sense
To research and try
To figure it out
Answer all the whys.
Surely God meets me
As I dig and plot
The course I think best
For our little lot.
But as I scurry and race
And rack my brain
There is no peace
For this fast-moving train.
It brings only fear
Overwhelming worry
As it soon becomes clear
God is not in a hurry.
He will not work on my schedule
Nor honor my frantic best
He will ask me to pause
He will speak in the rest.
He will prove himself faithful
If I'll just stop and hear
The Voice that's been whispering
Ever so near.
He IS my good Shepherd
He HAS been guiding
But I shut Him out
With my fake abiding.
Running to people
Is not running to Him.
Scouring the internet
Proves impotent.
The only way
I'll receive Your leading
Is to come to You first
With my untainted pleading.
You have the answer
You know the way
And if I'll just listen
You have so much to say.
So here I am
Fully dependent on You
To make yourself clear
Show me what to do.
You understand me
Inside and out
You know how to reach me
And clear up the doubt.
So speak in the stillness
And tend to my heart
Take my chaotic mess
Turn it into art.
A picture of a life
Surrendered fully
Quiet and trusting
Obedient wholly.
You will not fail me
You will come through
As I wait for the guidance
Of the Faithful and True.
I wait and I trust.