Sometimes, life doesn't make sense.
All you know is everything's bright, warm, and beautiful.
Things amble in front of you, and you just let things.
You float along the water's ripples, and you trust the water.
Life is good.
Nothing is sure, save that the time is right.
You feel Jesus's hand gripping yours,
and when you look back, you see clear traces of your footsteps.
Sometimes, life doesn't make sense.
All you remember is that one day, you gave up trying to control things.
And now, when you walk,
you walk with Him.
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