Riding Off Into the LA Sunset
Here is what I wrote this morning on the plane taking off from St. Louis to move to LA:
Here I embark on a new adventure,
My hands open wide, not dropping or simply letting go, but surrendering to Him who is my solid Rock
My Lord who is not safe, but who is good
With an old hymn chorus repeating in my mind, my heart feels at peace after much turmoil in the past couple of weeks
My God has given me strength for this departure, although I know many trials await me, to grow me and make me fully dependent on Him who is always faithful.
Oh that my soul would rejoice at this unfamiliar journey.
My future is unknown, everything about it is uncertain BUT in one thing my soul can rest, on my unchanging, faithful, dangerous, good God.
My future, a great adventure awaits me,
As my Father slowly unveils His awesome plan
That I might have patience for His perfect plan and timing,
That I would not close my fists and pull back in fear,
That I would not trust in myself but wholly in Him,
That I would be an instrument used to bring His light to a fallen, hurting world- willing to be sent to the ends of the earth, resting in His promises and truth alone.
God would you make me in to this.
Here I embark on a new adventure,
My hands open wide, not dropping or simply letting go, but surrendering to Him who is my solid Rock
My Lord who is not safe, but who is good
With an old hymn chorus repeating in my mind, my heart feels at peace after much turmoil in the past couple of weeks
My God has given me strength for this departure, although I know many trials await me, to grow me and make me fully dependent on Him who is always faithful.
Oh that my soul would rejoice at this unfamiliar journey.
My future is unknown, everything about it is uncertain BUT in one thing my soul can rest, on my unchanging, faithful, dangerous, good God.
My future, a great adventure awaits me,
As my Father slowly unveils His awesome plan
That I might have patience for His perfect plan and timing,
That I would not close my fists and pull back in fear,
That I would not trust in myself but wholly in Him,
That I would be an instrument used to bring His light to a fallen, hurting world- willing to be sent to the ends of the earth, resting in His promises and truth alone.
God would you make me in to this.







