I lost my footing so i became
an athlete to find my feet. I
couldn't handle the weather,
so You changed the season.
You put life in slow motion to
teach me how to ride the
waves like on the ocean. I di-
dn't know how to move thr-
ough the storm...I was frozen.
You taught me how to find
form and rhythm without
clear vision - to keep my ba-
lance in turbulence; to stand
strong when challenged. You
allowed me to suffer and
endure tough lessons, so I
would have compassion, and
make You my foundation.
Verse of the poem:
Psalms 91
1:"Whoever dwells in the shelter
of the Most High will rest in the
shadow of the Almighty 2:I will
say of the Lord, He is my refuge
and my fortress, my God, in
whom I trust."