Hands of Care

How long will you fight to secure a position?
How hard will you squirm to change your condition?

Have you forgot
You’re in this lot
By pre-thought choice?

You told him to take control
He doesn’t plan on letting go
The chains you think you feel you flee
Are hands of care to set you free
The longer you fight them
You feel his grip tighten
He dreads the thought of release
Yet unable to force his peace

If you insist
On ignoring his providence
Demanding more evidence of his love
By salvation from discomfort and pain
Freedom from facing inconvenience again
Eventually he will loosen the rein
Yet none of your circumstances will change
Just loneliness and shame
A terrible trade

Would you rather give thanks?
Focus on the inward grace
In the midst of the storm you face
Knowing nothing can take
Peace’s place or love’s space
No matter the case
Nothing can separate
You from him
He’s holding your hand
Once the valley of shadows is spanned
You’ll realize his plan
And learn to trust him over and over again