God’s Plan
Through blood, sweat, and tears,
If I should live a thousand years,
Yet I leave this world a mortal man.
I will have surely failed,
Because I haven’t prevailed
To reach the ultimate of God’s plan.
The caterpillar must choose to die,
Before he can become a butterfly,
This death is not to go by way of the grave.
My spiritual eyes must simply see
God has a perfect plan for me,
The Living Christ within will truly save.
Christ is where he has always been,
In his Kingdom that dwells down deep within,
Veiled from view by our natural mind.
Our God will open our blinded eyes,
Then our Soul will finally realize,
The caterpillar of self we will not find.
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