It seems the
flow of my environment
is spinning
me around
surging
floods of circumstances
knock my
feet off solid ground.
As much as I
desire it,
outside
these waters I can't thrive,
for there is
Someone in these waters
aptly
keeping me alive.
If in the
trials and tribulations
I could in
trust discern
the goodness
of the all-wise God,
I might
welcome every turn
that
wrenches from my grasp
things I
hold so very dear
in exchange
for explanations,
I admit,
seem quite unclear.
But faith in
Him who justifies
the ungodly
through His blood,
can set me
firm upon the rock,
sustain me
through the flood.
For He is
here amid the waters,
revealing
with each tide,
a faithful,
Holy Lord of all
standing at
my side.