Stray fragments wander through my head
Till I can’t get anything cohesive out
Longings, yearnings, regrets, sorrows—
All the passions of my heart
Wound up together in a tangled mess.
Even my joys and angers can barely
Poke themselves out of the bundle.
Lately, the whirlwind pulls in
All my hopes and dreams until
The future seems so obscure
I can hardly put one foot in front of the other.
What vague plans I had
Fade into the shadows of confusion…
My LORD,
You remain my only concrete certainty.
Beneath it all,
You remain my bedrock of strength, and
Though I weep in frustration,
Still, I choose to trust that
Your plans are sure,
Your path is light,
Your hand holds mine.
Though I feel blind,
I know You see it all—
Who I am, what has been, what’s to come!!!
…So, I can still go forward with Your confidence
Despite the mixed-up mess I see as me.