We can wallow in the quagmire of doubt, failure and despair
Or recognize our brokenness and yield to God in prayer
We can flounder in the quicksand founded in fear’s futile
plight
Or we can cling to the lifeline of faith fixed beyond our
sight
We can tumble with the tempest or surrender, safe, secure
Believing in God's promises and thus through Him endure
We can worry ‘bout the morrow and the sorrow it may bring
Or choose not to borrow trouble but trust God in everything
© Janet Martin
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