August '99

Am I a Prince of Foxes??? Am I a Prince of Foxes???

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Prince of Foxes?. Only when I let God & just help Him do it.

Let Go and Let God

Order, Simplify [Book of Mormon: Mosiah 4:27; 7:33]

    Again the hard lesson is patience.
    Instant gratification's indulgence
    is not the teaching Tim needs.
    Can I let Him plant this new seed?
    Can I take this new step for My Lord,
    and turn my heart again heavenward?

    To progress toward being like him,
    What is necessary for you, Tim?
    The effort Christ recognizes and sees,
    Turning to His will is hopes finale.
    An addict's only chance is day by day
    Submitting to the Savior's peaceful way.

    As I lowered myself to my knee's today
    to be like Enos, to get my answer.
    It came to me I am commanding
    the Lord to be "my way" considering.
    This simple truth I must relearn.
    That it's not my way to govern.

    Decisions each day at work abound.
    But they are mine. Can I turn around
    And in some way include God in even
    The instant decision's burden.
    Can I learn to hear what he'll say
    I am a child again, learning His way.

    Plans must be simple and definite
    As I struggle through my own hard fight.
    In pride I tried a new business to tone.
    I could not see my attempt as alone
    I falsely believed that I was in control
    Anger overwhelmed the confusing pull.

    Sobriety was really lost before
    when resentment exploded in a roar
    I would not see the vain trigger, the nod
    I would not let go and just let God
    Deliver me from the bondage of hate
    Until it was again, too far, too late.

    What a thought "let go and let God"
    Tim seems only humbled, beaten, the rod
    Only brought to my knees by strife
    That I may return to God's road to Life?
    All thing done in "wisdom and order"
    Means to Christ's will I can surrender

    I can't run faster than I have strength
    It's not how much but the orderly length.
    Lost are my goals if with success I vie,
    And I don't order and simplify,
    To write out a plan and them meditate,
    Listen to the spirit and God's caring rate.

    Does the plan fit with his word, His scripture?
    Can I help him accomplish this feature?
    I must be diligent to win the prize
    I fall to my knees, for I am unwise
    Only if my Lord I serve and give homage,
    Can He slowly guide me out of bondage.