On Trusting God

By A Babydoll

It’s fear that does it.
Not of death or of hell
Fear of not knowing what choice to make.
It’s looking at the line between the known and unknown and accepting it must be crossed.
It makes men cross,
And suffer loss
The attempt to cross the line with all their marbles intact, with the wisdom and knowledge of their own paths.
And they cross on unstable ground
Because they go it alone.
On trusting God
Or maybe
Having trust in the God in you.

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