Auld Lang Syne
I will change. I will focus new. I will be
The new creation that Christ has made me.
I His infinite wisdom I know that only He
Knows my life’s plan which I’ve yet to see.
I am not capable of change on my own, in myself.
Obviously, I cannot. I have not. I could not. Or else
Clearly, I would have by now, altered this hell…
This wasted foolish life I have not lived well.
Looking at my life on this New Year’s Eve,
I do, at least, have the courage to believe.
Please help me, dear God, Your ways to receive--
Not mine. One more chance. One last reprieve.
And here it is -- three months have passed...
About long enough for such resolutions to last;
Therefore, it would seem, the dye has been cast
But not necessarily, and not so fast!
The awesome thing about life? As long
As there is breath, there is hope for song;
There can be a righting of any wrong.
There can be found your place to belong.
Copyright © Sherree Huckleberry | Year Posted 2007
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