Anxiety's Resolution

I do not know what I shall be
Within a day or month or year
But trust my Lord’s authority
O’er everything that meets me here.

I know too well what I would be
Hadst thou not freely saved my soul,
So I commit mine all to thee;
Until thou come, sir, keep it whole.

I’ve tasted, too, what I can be
When from thy providence I stray,
So give me grace to trust in thee
To straighten out mine every way.

I thank you, Lord, that I have been
An anxious fool, yet still may find
Forgiveness for this silly sin
And trade it for your peace of mind.

I cannot fathom what I’ll be,
O Savior, when at last by grace,
My faith ensightened, I can see
And mirror thy most holy face.

—9/17/25

I. Matt 28:18
II. 1 Cor 6:11; 2 Tim 1:12
III. Prov 3:5-6
IV. Heb 4:16
V. 1 John 3:2; 2 Cor 5:7; 2 Cor 3:18

Well, this is a sequel to last week's entry. Both of them reflect my heart, the one in doubt, the other in triumph. The crazy thing is, what I was anxious about? Completely unresolved. What is resolved is faith, as the Lord let me reach the end of myself that I might trust in him. Last week I felt pressed; this week I am understanding what it is to be yet uncrushed (2 Cor 4:8-10). I have been in the throes of perplexity, but the Lord is teaching me to leave it to him that I may undespair. Truly we bear in our bodies the death of Christ that his life might shine out of us.