May it never be
I wallow in the anxious thoughts of
tomorrow
instead of resting in the Savior.
May it never be
I grow tired or bitter of the means of
grace
He is providing--though not how I'd expect.
May it never be
I let the feeling of loneliness dictate the
truth,
because I have all I need in Him.
May it never be
the false beauty of the world shades the
beauty
of Christ and His heart towards sinners like me.
May it never be.
This May.