Lost in the Weeds

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I often get lost in the weeds

Of all that has gone wrong
Instead of keeping my eyes on
What’s been right all along.
 
The blessings we see every day
Sometimes slip from our sight
When we get focused on what’s wrong
Instead of what is right.
 
So help me, Lord, direct my sight
To focus on the good,
Let troubles wither from neglect,
As they properly should.