ForeverJesus6

I Try My Best

At night I might be lost.

In the morning,

I might ask myself, "what's next".

Every once in a while,

when I am relaxing,

I even might seem stressed.

Still, when I go,

about my day;

in everything I do,

I do my best.

It may seem like a cliche,

but I know the Lord,

will do the rest.

I am committed to Christ.

So as long I am here,

I will strive to be,

the best man I can be,

as Heaven draws near.

As I reach in my thirties,

my forties,

and my fifties,

no matter what happens,

I know I have the Lord with me.

I do not know why,

He loves me so much.

I messed up so many times,

and I still feel His touch.

Who am I,

to recieve such love?

Why do you give me,

so much blessings from above?

So as I go sleep,

I will think,

'what is in store for me',

even though,

I'll always know,

You have so much more for me,

because You have,

everthing,

lined up in order for me.

 

Comments1

  • orchidee

    A true write Dion.



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