To God, Abba Father
Your ways are higher
Your love is unrelenting
Your hand reaches out to
Guide, correct and to lead me
My heart trusts you
But sometimes I feel unsure
The things I see move me at times
I want to be the mountain.
That is what you call me.
I am a mountain, that won't be moved by storms or trials.
Your prophetic words shield me from the enemy's dart
But sometimes darts nicks my skin
My blood flows with emotion, feelings and pain
You remain silent while I linger on the edge of disobedience.
I pour out my heart to you, but your words are few.
I wake up the next morning in peace.
You warned me in a dream, a few days before this happened
You protected me with shields of faith
Your ways are higher, they are wiser. You were man enough
"God enough" to let me let out my pain.
Then you soothed it, in your timing
Peace, like a river bathes my soul.
I am back.
I will pass this test.
The more I press into you God, the more I am safe
You are my nectar
You are my heart
Your ways, I will never understand them all.
But I know that you love me so much God.
You keep your promises. You have never lied to me
I can trust your hand
I can trust that you are in control.
You reveal to me what has already happened, and what must happen
I have seen my future, it is full of happiness.
The enemy can't hinder my blessings or my healing.
This is my season of blessings.
This is my season to step out.
I am free.
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