There are many things we want to plan,
Soon, we think to go, to make and gain.
We think that we know everything,
We suppose we can conquer all things.
It seems that everything will be easy,
We will gain too much until we build a palace.
We want to have everything,
Great empires, we want to build.
But life does not work like that,
Our plans will always be flawed.
Because we are temporary in this world.
We cannot stay planning,
We do not know if our time is ending.
To God, we should pray:
“Lord, teach me the perfect way.”
If God blesses us,
We can think about this or that.
And with his permission, we will get it.
The Lord can do everything,
A certainty rises from an uncertainty,
He makes us grow like a good fruit tree,
Under his will, we always will be.
For this to happen,
All of us must submit to Him.
And stop believing we have the power to do something,
We are weak, and being alone, we cannot do anything.
This poem is part of the book Christian Poetry Volume II.
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