From whence does this struggle come?
Does it not come from the angst and distress when I cannot get my way…
Is my selfish desire…a rock-weight?
Do I imagine that I know best…that I see all…that I have the end in my own hands?
HOW DO I FIND THE STRAIGHT WAY…The smooth road…the glassy sea?
These wings are weary and this heart frayed…
WHY have I fought with the Master Designer?
Have I imagined a victory for my desires? What is the prize?
Or indeed the price to pay for the bout lost….?
Perhaps the prize is PEACE,
the price SURRENDER and the
VICTORY IS DESTINY-FLIGHT
My small portion is a tiny seed.
A faith-gift that has long settled my heart.
The great knowledge of His Love.
ENOUGH TO LAST A LIFETIME