Steadfast Muddle

How can I be so fickle, Lord, withYou,
when You’re so faithful, steadfast, true to me?
Despite my ways, I can still muddle through,
this fallen world is not my destiny.

The stars obey Your laws, I twist and turn,
this freedom You give me leads me to sin,
after repeated falls, You’d think I’d learn,
without Your steadfast strength, I’d never win.

But free, I can be strong if I so choose,
Your laws, Your Church, Your love--what are they for,
if not to give me strength I’m free to lose?
Let me delight in them and pray for more.

You, Lord, mix joy and love with truth and pain,
I must accept it all if I’m to gain.

                                 by Pete Voelz     2/13/14