It seems the flow of my environment

is spinning me around

surging floods of circumstances

knock my feet off solid ground.

As much as I desire it,

outside these waters I can’t thrive,

for there is Someone in these waters

aptly keeping me alive.

If in the trials and tribulations

I could in trust discern

the goodness of the all-wise God,

I might welcome every turn

that wrenches from my grasp

things I hold so very dear

in exchange for explanations,

I admit, seem quite unclear.

But faith in Him who justifies

the ungodly through His blood,

can set me firm upon the rock,

sustain me through the flood.

For He is here amid the waters,

revealing with each tide,

a faithful, Holy Lord of all

standing at my side.