It's the end of fear
The antidote to worry
Strong medicine that must be taken as directed
Trust Him who made you
Trust Him who is the Beginning and the End
The Story-teller of the epic in which you will play a part
Don't be afraid
Learn your lines
Be who He made you to be
You have an audience of One
His gaze you desire above all
His approval
Applause
"But what are my lines?"
Now you understand
It isn't something to rehearse
It's to be lived
Extemporaneous
"It feels more improv..."
It's mixed in
He throws out a word
Laughter ensues
It's not all heaviness
Laugh
Go with His flow
Take your cues from Him
The Author, Director, and Audience
For His glory alone
I will be satisfied with nothing less
Nothing less
Trust
The curtain is open
In fact, it never closed
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Your “Trust” poem … it feels like it could have been written just for me. Thank you! It means so much that you are writing again.
Thank you for reading! Glad it resonates with you.