Inner Stuff

I am just a nobody, and I am content to be me

Because I know Who has orchestrated

The life you know of as me.

 

If you do not understand, that's okay

But there are some that do, for

They walk a similar journey

But I will tell you a little bit in

Order to make you see

What I mean when I say

"The life you know of as me."

Once upon a time, maybe several years or so ago

When all that I knew was gone and

I was shoved down a new path

I went grudgingly with feet dug in all the way

But, alas, another voice was heard to say

"Stop fighting, I know what I am about, you

Just hold on to Me like you always have and

We will give your enemies something to

Try and figure out."

"I have never left one of My own  alone

And I do not plan to start with you

You will be better than fine when my

Plans for you are through.

You remember my servant Job, from Biblical days

How he became a byword for the folk to talk about

But he trusted in My care of him enough

To hold on to his faith and to wait and see

How things would turn out."

"He trusted me with all he had and was, and

Knew within his inner self that laughing, jealous

Scorners were a part of his life because

For me, he was so zealous.

So, don't give up on me, my little vessel of clay

I am the God of Hezekiah and I will

Shepherd you on your way and you will

Have a victorious laugh at the end of the day.

 

Now, I walk resolutely on knowing

Who shepherds my way

And when I falter with doubt my "inner stuff"

(The stuff that I carry within that makes me

Seem a giant among men) will say

"Remember Hezekiah, little vessel, you have

Not lost your way, you have been redirected

To where I want you to be, according to plans

Made before you were even a progeny."

 

Oh, the stuff that I carry within? That is simply what God placed there because He knew that I would one day, for the faith, have to contend.

Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,

Alma Carr-Jones