Christ Our Provider
Christ our Provider
When I face things that do overwhelm
Do I listen to voices in this earthly realm?
Where there is no hope for me that, I am done
their voices say behind my back let's shun.
Life gives you a curve ball do you strike out
at times, you want to quit or feel burnt-out.
Help me not to turn away from you or flee
from your spirit that is pursuing after me.
What if your loved one has a deadly disease
like cancer or leukemia that never ceases,
or have lost a child that is within your care
hope is gone, prayers fail and it's not fair.
God, help me be aware of a heart of grief
there are hurting people; Satan is a thief.
Give unto me eyes of sight for the blind
who knows but God who I can aid or find?
A person who has no clue on where to go
even what there is available or what to do,
it could be just a smile or a small thing
but if God is in it touches the heartstrings.
By tiptoe
Copyright © Deborah Russell | Year Posted 2016
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