Strong Trek

My strength is God Who made the earth and skies,
life weakens us with its vicissitudes,
whoever says they’re strong enough just lies,
God waits and, when we need Him most, intrudes.

I grow up, leave my home, and I’m alone,
I spread my wings, but I can barely fly,
I think that I can do’t all on my own,
yet I need help, no matt’r how much I try.

I’m still interdependent with my brothers,
they do need me, as I have need of them,
God sends, I see, His help to me through others
and Him, and so I trek to Bethlehem.

As You come with Your power at Christmas free,
I reach, Lord, for the strength You offer me.

                         by Pete Voelz     12/15/14