If we let God do the driving…
As we sit back and reflect.
Scenes we had not seen before,
Appear to clear our eyes.
If we become passengers…
On this ride and let God drive.
There is so much to receive…
If we let go and accept!
Isn’t it time we get off bumpy roads?
Isn’t it time we understand…
The vision of God is best!
Inspired by:
Maurice D. Robertson
Hartford, Connecticut
‘Thank you, Maurice.’
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