WhittledWord for 2/25/2015; edited 3/6/2018
Oh Lord, let me surrender to Your promise, While clinging to the knowledge of Your love. Let me not become a doubting Thomas, Demanding daily manna from above. Instead, let me revel in both good and bad; Resisting judging how a thing is so. Resting in the wisdom of my Father, Dad; Trusting that He’s truly working here below. For it’s not in grasping every twist and turn, That is key to moving out ahead; But the stepping out in which we learn; That’s the way of faith He’s promised we’ll be led.