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I’ve insecurities like any man

Losing confidence in divine plan.

I can be indolent, materialistic and petty,

Sometimes wandering off on a jetty

On a tangent from the crux of life

Where solitude cuts like a knife

Until it all dawns on me.

Though it’s a heavy duty to upkeep

When those droplets of doubt begin to seep

I respect God’s creations as sacred duty

For I know in my heart that it’s all beauty.

Those doubts in time can create a wound

Acidic in nature and fine-tuned

Making life more painful than it has to be,

But I’m sure in my heart He won’t forsake me

So I rest content – that’s the way God made me.

I believe all will turn out right in the end

As I’m loved beyond ability to comprehend.