The New

Life patters on, steams forward, hops back a few and forward some more,

 

Something new or something old, just around the corner, something bold.

 

Sure- not the fearful hesitant and guilty one I live and fear to live, to fail my lord to be lost forever in my fear to dos my ne’er do wells?

Yet my Lord why can I not realize that this is life, inconstant, hesitant,? Why expect that as a Christian the road be straight and bright.

Why expect that as a Christian to always get it right?  Be not afraid for you are with me!

Where, I feel no different, most of the time playing the part scripted for me at the Baptist revival.

Love is the answer, how? is my question.