Myosotis Posey

The earth is the LORD’s, and the fulness thereof; the world, and they that dwell therein. Psalm 24:1

Worry and anxiety
An ever-growing epidemic
Burrows, spreads, destroys

My next paycheck?
Am I good enough?
Souls, souls, where are they going?

Plague that never ends
Or does it?

Rooted, grounded
Connected to The Vine
Washed by the blood

My next paycheck?
The earth is the LORD’s

Am I good enough?
I am His

Souls, souls, where are they going?
He is Sovereign
He desires none to perish
All to come to repentance

Worry, anxiety
Ever creeping
Stay rooted