Days of Hope

When dreams give way to schedules
And days begin too soon and end too late
When filling time is not the problem
And autopilot is my normal state

When I begin to think that life is living me
The things I’ve done all must be done again
When I forget that faith is hope in the unseen
And on His strength and love I don’t depend

Through His word I am reminded that His plans are greater still
If I follow Him through all the turns and twists
And if I would just trust Him He’ll work everything for good
His mercies new each morning in such a time as this

Every Moment With Him

Let….

                Every breath we take be prayer

                Every sound we make be praise

                Every choice be to His glory

                Every want to see His face

                Every silence listening for Him

                Every sorrow an offering

                Every joy His grace and blessing

                Every need to Him we bring

                Every step his path to glory

                Every fall in His embrace

                Every life in Him a story

                Of His wondrous love and grace