In a depressive fog, I ponder
How God parted the Red Sea;
I’m in awe of His power and I wonder,
Can He part the mist in me?
He saved three from a furnace so fiery,
The flames and heat had no say;
Smoke and mirrors inside of me,
Can My Savior take away?
He spared Daniel from the lion’s jaws,
The snarling and biting did not scare;
God delivered him from the lion’s paws,
Can God deliver me from this snare?
The Lord is omnipotent and is all knowing,
I can’t wrap my head around His strength and love;
I am in constant awe of the care He is showing,
From His throne in the heavens above.
See the fowls that fly in the air,
They do not sow nor they do not reap;
Likewise, the Shepherd, takes good care
Of His beloved flock of sheep!
I see His touch in everything,
My desire to serve Him grows;
And He makes my heart to sing,
So I do not feel quite so low.
To follow Jesus, I take up my cross daily;
For that’s what it says in Luke to start.
And then I deny myself and keep the
Thoughts of the cross in my heart. ♥
“Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?” (Matthew 6:26)
And He said to them all, “If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me.” (Luke 9:23)