I Will Not Break

In the winter time 

I look out the window sometimes

And look at the sapling

And look at the bare knotted branches 

Bowing under the heavy snow and sparking icicles .

How long will those bending 

Boughs endure before breaking 

Under their icy burdens  ?

It reminds me of my shoulders

Hunched beneath the weight of worries .

I know I will be tempted to succumb to worry .

I will come to Him and trust Him ,

His presence and provisions in the present 

And I will live by faith .

Like my grandma said ,

One day at a time .

I will face overwhelming troubles

And uncertainties 

That can make my shoulders droop .

I may temporarily bend 

Under the weight of worrying 

But I will trust God 

And I will not break because of worry .

                                I love you all

                                By Brock