Emerging Courageous Online Magazine - Poetry

Out of Control

  "Why, oh, why, do I feel this way"
As I stare into space, my heart fills with despair.
The broken spirit doesn't care what happens anymore.
Looking at nothing, seeing nothing, thinking...
"Whatever will be, will be."
It's out of my hands, beyond my control,
I'm at a loss.
Someone else is shaping my life, my actions,
and I do his bidding.

  Stop, wait - God should be in control!
He will take me by the hand and walk with me.
I am special.
I am created in His image.
Help me to reach inside and find the courageous lion
To walk with me and give me strength.
Allow my angels to guide and direct me.
Ask them for assistance and watch them protect me.
The angels are there walking beside me
With their wings wrapped around me,
Protecting me on My Journey.

  Marilyn Dixon Pfanstiel
January 20, 1996 ©

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