Inside my head the thoughts spin round and round.
You’re teaching me things that seem so foreign.
One day my heart is dragging on the ground;
Then, the next, I know I’m destined to win.
I know how joyous life can be in You,
That from Your riches, You’ll meet all my needs.
You become the heart of all that I do.
In other lives, You use me to plant seeds.
I know I cannot put my hope in people;
You, O Lord, are to be my everything.
My mind knows about all these things; but then,
To my old thoughts, my feelings want to cling.
From where does freedom from confusion come?
Is it through surrender and in Your time
That thoughts and feelings in oneness become,
Allowing me to keep that upward climb?
Does feeling in limbo mean You control?
Or is it just a step along the way?
Though confused, my eyes are still on the goal:
In Christ’s likeness I will be on that Day.
©1988 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell