A man stands his fist is clenched, <br />From it, nought will be wrenched. <br />He refuses to allow a graceful God to resolve, <br />His hurts and problems are his to solve. <br /> <br />When worldly concerns about us assail, <br />Moreover, personal efforts sadly fail. <br />When struggles to mend preoccupy, <br />Inability to improve causes one to cry. <br /> <br />Broken hearts can come as lightening, <br />Resulting in the thinking it to be un-mending. <br />If stormy winds about you whip and lash, <br />Your life feels though it will always be trash. <br /> <br />Business and family come with their worries, <br />Figures do not add, family life comes with hurries. <br />Business more difficult to operate year by year, <br />Even happy families have their tears. <br /> <br />Tornado winds of illness lash and we stand as able, <br />Some are curable others we live with if admissible. <br />Illness is painful to you and your family as well, <br />Plunging all in your circle of family and friends, <br />Pain and hurtful tears are it’s ends. <br /> <br />Death brings great pain to all those left behind, <br />Celebrate their life cheer a closeness that binds. <br />If Christian, you would know this, <br />Your Love truly knows heavens bliss. <br /> <br />The Savior can answer all concerns and would assist. <br />His desire is that you peel back the fingers of your fist. <br />Let go and let God and He the answer will be, <br />Feel what it is like to know what it’s like to be free.<br /><br />R. K. Hart<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-go-and-let-god/
