You have placed many paths in my life,
Both rocky and smooth
Each so different,
Yet each grows my faith.
You tell me that you have beautiful plans,
Yet I still feel lost some days.
Where are you guiding me,
I'm only a sheep.
Your plans are to help me grow,
To give hope and a future.
But I still find myself questioning,
How?
And yet,
Somehow I am here.
Standing before my peers.
You show these plans are not just for me,
But for them.
They are growing as I speak,
Hearing the words from my lips.
Words of encouragement and peace,
Words for a future.
Each one has plans,
perfectly sculpted by your hands.
Authors Note
This poem was inspired by Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. (Jer. 29:11)
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