I have these oft moments,

of thinking “what shall I do?”

My family at home saying,

“we’re depending on you!”

The clock always ticking,

not content to stand still,

a constant reminder,

it’s a matter of will.

But sometimes caught frozen,

I’ve been here before,

To work without passion,

makes me yearn for the door!

Have mercy Oh Lord,

I seek your will in my step,

For my life is a journey,

not a ledger to be kept. 

For these good gifts you’ve given,

surely not to abuse,

I desire Your wisdom,

in their effective good use.

If your desire for me is sacrifice,

of all that I plan,

Please give me the strength,

to go on, so I can.

For Your strength is made perfect,

in my weakness that’s right,

Bringing peace to minds chaos,

helping me sleep through the night.   

Thus, “What shall I do,

becomes less a debate,

Rather “How shall I do it,”

helps keep my course straight. 

And perspective is gained,

when we thoughtfully inquire,

Of the God who created us,

and loves to inspire.