19 January 2016

hope chest

i have a treasure chest
gets bigger every year
so full of odds and ends
and things i once held dear

the times He bid me stay
the times He told me go
all that i've left behind
all those i used to know

i rarely lift the lid
afraid of what i'll find
the moth and rust's effect
what's buried in my mind

sometimes i stop to think
beyond my selfish woes
that something greater waits
if i trust the One who knows

and so i wrap with care
each loss, each gain, each scar
and turn my face towards morning
He's brought me safe thus far

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