Round And Round

We laugh, we cry, get on our knees,
Anguished sighs, God’s heard our pleas
The future seems much less than clear
There’s a purpose, somewhere here.
prodigal changed; we marvel at Him
Look at each other & start it again…
Round & round & round we go
Where’s the stop? I dont know.
Are we up? Are we down?
Simply feels like round & round
Life looks messy seems unfair
Yet I trust my God is there!
How much more can we endure
Yet God is moving, that’s for sure
Feel like saying, “Im all done”
But He’s in charge, He’s the One
Who takes the messes of my days
and changes them in awesome ways!
Round & round & round we go
Where’s the stop? I dont know.
Are we up? Are we down?
Simply feels like round & round
Life looks messy seems unfair
Yet I trust my God is there!– Anna 3/2012
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1 Response to Round And Round

  1. Audrey Hancock says:

    Beautiful, Anna.

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