When you see me by myself know that I’m not alone.
I’ve chosen to be called a child of God and so with every step I take even in the trials I know to whom I belong.
You may think my world is falling apart and even laugh and gossip but you are not my enemy and we are not at war.
I am merely that tree dancing in the storm directed by His divine grace as to how to bend when the winds come.
Though I may get wet the umbrella of my foundation in Jesus keeps me from the loose objects floating around.
Yes! keeps me from being broken by your tongue.
He is for me and even when others are not,
I ask myself who’s more powerful; infinite God or man who only knows to rot.
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