Father, I can't do it,
These things I have to face.
I should walk before You,
In Your holiness and grace.
But in this situation,
Holy, I am not,
I can't see through all this fog,
I don't know what You want!
I try so very hard, Lord,
to just do what is right.
I am so tired of begging,
To be rescued from this plight.
Like a child, in deep, deep water,
My plans have fallen through,
Yet, I hang on to them,
They're pulling me down, too!
"CHILD, LOOSE NOW, THOSE PLANS,
AND LET THEM FLOAT ON BY.
I'M THROWING OUT A LIFELINE,
OF NEW PLANS FOR YOU AND I.
DON'T BE AFRAID OF LETTING GO,
TRUST ME AND BE AT PEACE.
YOU SEE MY LIFELINE'S DIFFERENT,
THERE'S NO BUTTON OF RELEASE! "
Peggy Jeanine Woody
3/3/1993. ©