Desperation is our enemy!
All the Ways We Try to Fix the World
Drowning in the seas of their
Yet so unable to see
All they need do is let down their
And let You in…
There’s so many fruitless ways we try
To fix this broken world.
There’s new theories every day.
We fret and fume
All for the sake of elbow room
At the drawing table of our
Largely pointless planning,
To He whose hands are ever there,
To cradle the whole
Of His creation,
To show us the error of our
Heal the breaches of bleeding
Like a parent seeking to soothe
Fevered brows of a tortured
He is reaching out to us for our
If we would but stop fussing
Long enough let Him!
Ah, but war-torn we are,
And, scripture says, war-torn we
To the very end.
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