Hanging in the balance

 You’re hanging in the balance.

Your life tip toes, see-saws, tick tocks, 

Swings to and fro.

I seek to know all of what’s inside of you; 

I want to turn you on your head, 

Shake, rattle and roll you

Til you empty yourself 

And trust me enough 

To see the whole picture 

With God’s frame around your life. 

He created that masterpiece 

That is so precious to Him 

And that He seeks to restore fully 

In His own image, 

No matter the length of time

Until you stand upright again. 

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