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  • Dom Giddy

By His Hands.

Foreword: I wrote this piece as a response to my heightened anxiety waiting for a phone call from my employers occupational health service. Due to ongoing migraine issues and depression, an outcome of this conversation could be loss of my employment.  Subsequently I am rather anxious and am really trusting that God has my situation completely under control despite my fears.


Heightened awareness Heart rate rising Tugging and pushing me Brain is frying


Not knowing what to expect Anxious thoughts I do detest


Overwhelming tide of fear Mocking me, taunting me The time is near


To find if it lives or dies This fear in me It taps and prys


Into the pool of hidden depths Diving down The light suppressed


But despite it all I look to him My saviour of all To trust I win


Triumph over all that's dark Even if unseen The sum of parts


To point me in the right direction Not to dwell On bad reflection


As no matter what happens I still stand Held steady and strong by his hands..



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