we’re all asking
for direction
to an unknown
destination
full of fear and
imperfection
i want to live
without
hesitation
a life without limits.
or complications…
that’s just a figment
of my imagination
i’d like to set
a course for
contentment
learn to trust
the process
not my progress
i’m trying harder…
to let go
free-falling softly…
like the snow
hold my hand
open
when I go
to hold on
to what is less
Your gifts are
perfect Father
i confess You
melt our bitterness
like rain You
wash away
our sorrows
and our stains
You make
a masterpiece
from our messes
turning ashes
into party dresses
so we praise You
Father as You
bless us
we lift our voices
and sing out
our confession
“Your grace is
greater than
transgression
Holy Spirit fill us
till we spill out
with Your presence”
Intentional Living 