Cast

Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety upon him, because he cares for you.

~I Peter 5:6

Uncertainty and worries, they

caressed my reeling mind.

A heartlessness pervaded – such

as I’d thought I’d never find.

The courage that I’d grasped before

I watched – it moved like sand,

that despite my violent protests

slipped right through my hands.

A whirlwind of “what if’s” raged strong,

the storm of “never” blew,

and every single question there

undid what I’d called true.

Faltering in oblivion

- a place I’d been before –

I searched in vain for sweet peace

to calm my essence flawed.

Yet anxiety: a begrudging friend

Had attached itself to pride –

an ego had now grown some more

and refused to leave or hide.

So upon my back I carried it:

a heavy, dreary weight,

and despite the call to cast it off,

I claimed it as my fate.

Too proud to leave such fear behind,

too fearful to let pride go,

I floundered, falling far behind,

grasping what I didn’t know.

It was only a humility,

worked by the Spirit divine

which tore the burdens from my back

- the ones I’d claimed as mine.

It was only Grace that taught me

that burdens such as these

are to be cast upon God, who hears,

who grants a true release.

Cast, rather than carried

is now my theme song for such fear,

And guided by the Spirit of Hope,

True peace is always near.