Your ways

To God, Abba Father





Your ways are higher



Vast, limitless



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



I bleed.



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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