I resist change, and yet I crave it
I crave consistency, in an inconsistent kind of way
I am learning, or at least I want to learn
About rhythms of grace and depths of peace
Not found in balance or boxes
No, In Him I live and move and have my being
Change is inevitable
And consistency only takes us so far
Even when we have it
But He is constant
His presence my refuge
His will, His palm
The safest place I’ll ever be
Waves of grace wash over me
Steady is Your promise
That guides me in the seas
So very beautiful…just like the author! Love you so much.
Renee Byerley (615)806-9668
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