Life is a dark mysterious man.
Facing him I look into the eyes of the future.
He seems so much bigger than I.
Imposing stature, and foreboding authority.

Perceiving my lack of control,
He takes advantage of my every weakness.
My body is racked with worry,
Constantly distraught with anxieties,
Almost to the point of insanity.

Trying to get a grip on my life,
Trying and failing so many times.
When I think I have it going again,
I hear another trap door swing close.

I cry to the Lord
“Liberate me, my Father”
He hears my pray.
Reaching down He delivers me.
I will depend on Him, relying on His Spirit.