To Trust or Worry

So many miles away you are,
I long to hear your voice.
My love, no matter where you are
I always have a choice.

To trust that God will see us through
And all will be okay,
Or worry myself sick for you
In dread of each new day.

If I don’t focus on my fear,
But concentrate on hope,
I may make it through the year
With ability to cope.

I think I’ll choose the Father’s way
Because He understands.
And since He hears me when I pray,
I’ll leave you in His hands.

Written by Cheryl
1-10-05