Damage Control

by Chrissy

Each moment spent wondering, what will come next?

And every afternoon calculating what strategy will work best

I realize now it is all simply, damage control.

Minutes turn into hours and hours into days

My time spent wandering through this impossible maze

When will there be no more "damage" to control?

I reach desperately towards Heaven, and cry out to my Lord

How much more of this damage can I possibly afford?

And in the silence of yet another moment passing by

I feel comfort and warmth, and I feel my Savior is at my side

And in my heart, these words he spoke to me,

"Did you forget, your precious childhood memories?"

"The innocent belief of what your eyes could not see."

"You sang in complete trust that the whole world was in MY hands"

"Yet at this moment, you simply do not understand,

That you must stop this damage control."

"You see my daughter, I can not fix, what you continue to hold."

A tidal wave of tears then wash over me.   I know with out a doubt that I must accept what must be.

I need to release this damage from my heart and my soul

And hand over to my Lord, what is not for me to control.

For left to my hands, the damage just grows

It develops an entire life of its own.

With fear, depression and insecurity, this damage would certainly consume me.

So I must enter into each minute, of every hour within every day

Depending once again on what my eyes cannot see

That my Lord continues to hold this entire world in his awesome hands

And that how He redeems is not always for me to understand.

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