hang in there.

it is all frustrating,
as if you’re amidst a foggy companies of wild bushes
not knowing where to go or even what you want.
you squint your eyes to see the distance
but your physical limitations seem to just betray you.
and you wish, you wish, you could just hear what’s going on,
or to even just know which direction to head to..

you’re all tied up — strangled,
you’re claustrophobic in that suit of confusion and frustration.
you’re tired of struggling.

you’re just tired.

and in the midst of this,
i do acknowledge that i am not your savior..
not the hero of your day…nor am i one.
and i realize that i will not be able to fix it
(even though part of me cries out in rebellion
– in disbelief of my own limitations and frailty)

….and i refrain.
refrain from robbing God’s job description.
refrain from stealing His glory.
Because i have nothing under my sleeves for you,
nothing but A God whose love shines through all the stars.

i have faith, and i know,
that even though you may not notice through your skin,
He is working it all out.
and no, He’s not taking a rest,
and no, He’s not taking a breather.

Hang in there,
Beacuse He is fighting for you,
He is working it all out.. (He’s got it all figured out)
And i for one will be all ears to hear and do what He has to say.
i know you will too.