Crumbling Beneath

A dream came to me Every thing beneath my feet was crumbling away I ran to high ground and yet it too crumbled Watching all disappear into nothingness, I heard a voice The voice called out to me to look up. But in my self-centeredness I continued watching all crumble away and cried out Again the voice called, ‘Look up!’ I saw the Lord with His hand outstretched I reached for it, then in a moment of hesitation glanced down Massive destruction came rushing toward me, taking the very peak I stood on. Again, the voice calls, ‘Look up ... look to ME!’ With Him, I have a firm foundation in which to stand. But when I take my eyes off Him, Everything crumbles beneath me. Nothing but a void is there. With His hand in mine I am safe I listen to His voice, paying no mind to any other In His care, with His guidance is where I want to be. My heart is His, my eyes, I want fixed on Him No matter what may come of this world And its self-destructive behavior My hand is in His hand I am looking up!