The agendas of God are rarely our own.

We see the lives of people we admire

And we quietly hope to be “just like them”

While He has hand selected each of ours days

And is bent on making us His own.

We find ourselves longing for a past

to which we can never return

While He is moulding us for a future

That we can only remotely fathom.

The Jews were hoping for a Messiah

To take the foot of Rome of off their necks

He came as the hope of all the world

For Jews and Gentiles alike.

We want Him to change others

While He is at work changing us.

We long for Him to bless our plans

And christen our agendas

But God, too, has a Mind of His own

And He will do what He sees fit.


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