Each complication that arose,
You settled out of hand,
As if You’d seen them coming on
And had the answers planned.
And find me a way through.
It seems You see more clearly, Lord,
Than I’m able to do.
Creator of all things,
Yet, sometimes I cannot conceive
The differences that brings.
You have plans set in place
To help me walk through everything
That I will have to face.
But You provide me strength
Or someone who can help me walk
The hardest paths, at length.
And, though I cannot see,
Your plans are vast and they’re detailed,
And Your plans include me.
That I won’t understand
The complex paths that I will walk,
But I’ll trust what You’ve planned.
Nevertheless, I am continually with you; you hold my
right hand. You guide me with your counsel, and afterward you will receive me
to glory.
Tuesday, March 3, 2026
You See What I Can't
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