Our Destiny
There is a plan of what life will be
Whether a yellow rose or a maple tree
One growing colorful with flowers pretty
The other with shade there for sitting
They each grow from little seeds
With water and sun there basic needs
And each can only be itself
With no struggle or freedom felt
God gives us the ability to choose
All the things that we do
With freedom to do this or that
With our conscience of good and bad
So put the roses in a vase
And enjoy them again another day
But know that God hears your prayers
And forgives with grace all your cares
Celebrate choosing Him
As He is the beginning and the end
And thank Him that has made us free
To choose Him as our destiny