Remember death and never sin.
I am torn amidst a sea of change. The events of life that I thought would last. That would endure – even for just a while. Are turned asunder. And I am left groping once again to understand. To perceive the workings of God. His will. His providence.
Yet, let’s be forthright. What is there in life that is immutable? What plans have I ever made that came to fruition? Why have I deluded myself to think that there will be peace of my own making?
I can be sure that God’s Will will be done. That my days are drastically numbered. And my bones will lie cleanly under the earth. Until, in His mercy, all is made new.
Discard my plans. God alone is my portion.