This Thinking…

This Thinking…

Sometimes I get this thinking,
Why does my world keep sinking?
-- And the walls come tumbling down?

This knot that’s in my stomach,
Is causing me some heartache.
-- If I could only get some faith.

Though it’s not plain to see
Exactly who’s beside of me,
I need to trust in the Unseen.
It’s not new, even though I can’t view,
He was beside me all the time.

Although my world is slipping,
This hold on me is gripping,
-- And it keeps me from falling down.

So, I will keep on trusting
As my faith does some adjusting,
-- For I know He won’t let me fall.

Greg Butz

6-18-08