Dear Lord, I yield my life to your sovereign will.
My hopes, my dreams, I trust you still.
The pain, the fear, I lay at your feet.
Only you know what is best for me.
Your plan, your will, your path let me see.
Dispel the fog that clouds my mind, speak Lord, let me know I will be fine. Help me follow you fully, especially when I don’t understand, for I know you alone have the master plan. I yield, I trust, what more can I do, my life is not about me, but it’s all about You! Amen

The Worshipping Widow