The Foggy Future

I do not know what lies ahead
The path is cloaked in mystery
A thick fog clouds my weary head
The future spells uncertainty

I craned my neck to get a glimpse
A glimpse of the foggy future
In agony, I sighed and winced
Some things in life can't be insured

I do not know what lies ahead
But God knows every mystery
On Christ, I rest my weary head
To Him, there's no uncertainty
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Daniel Avatar
September 29, 2017 at 8:54 AM
Yeah, and that's the best view, Joanne :)
Liaw Avatar
October 3, 2017 at 12:32 AM
Yeah, there's clarity in the fog sometimes :)
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