Out of My Hands

This is a poem that I wrote one night where I just really felt lost and confused about what my future has in store. I was feeling really torn about what to do and felt like I didnt have any control over it. But as I wrote it, I realized that it is probably best that I am not in control and that I am thankful that He is.

Out of control out of my hands

This is not the way I would have planned

I would have chosen to live in my fantasy

Rather than face this reality

Losing my grip

Losing my mind

Fighting for control

Only thinking in my time

Out of control out of my hands

Sometimes I feel Im too weak to stand

Feel like Im jumping off a high dive

Or like Im taking a never ending drive

Trying to keep my eye on the prize

But my eyes just arent the right size

Out of control out of my hands

Feeling like Im in sinking sand

Unsure of when the trials will end

Wondering if this path will ever bend

To where I want it to go

Do I even know?

Out of control out of my hands

But in Yours…

BB