Why do we falter,
When we know
Our future is
In the palms
Of our Father?
It amazes me how I can visualize the future God has planned for me. My eyes close, and I drift into a state of bliss. Every pore of my skin radiant. Strong arms of a man, so perfectly matched to my core, enveloping me in warmth. As my eyes flutter to present time, so effortlessly I try to take charge of the future. My mind races with schemes of finding those arms. Fail.
I will mentally check myself.
And He will prevail.
SIDE NOTE:
I colored my hair red.
I am too scared to look.
