Bigger
Directed, every moment of my life,
A new chapter begins before the old one takes flight,
Purpose proceeds past my small simple mind,
That the moments I have here aren't really mine,
They belong to my God, his gift of time,
None of us can claim these motions are mine,
The wind carries us here, then carries us there,
The appointments can last forever, or just a moment to share,
But each one just as important as the other,
And while we're busy giving God brings it all together,
Working through us, and for us for the love to unfold,
This is all bigger than what we all think we know,
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