This is a poem I wrote during my senior year in high school as I finally realized that my ways weren't worth much; it expresses the kind of desire I hope to have for God's will and for God's plans. It's not much, but it's an attitude that I need to be reminded of quite frequently.
Why do I do it and what is my reason
I've got to keep going from season to season,
It hasn't been me or my own heart's desire
Every vision I saw only made me a liar,
My new heart's desire is not mine at all
Because if it was then surely I'd fall,
God's path is the way which now I must see
I have to rely on His plans for me,
But that means to give up these things that I do
I have to make sure the repentance is true,
There's only one way through the truth and the light
But it means to stand up and to join in the fight,
My life, it must mirror the beautiful Son
This strength I do ask from only but one,
The Creator creating an image in me
It's now I must say "I give it to thee,"
No longer do I stumble through the loops and holes
I am ready and willing to search for lost souls,
To the Lord I confess the words lost in my mind
"It is well with my soul," Lord your will may I find.
