When woes pop up and block your way,
Don’t fret or run or hide or sway.
Stand firm, stand tall, take in the view.
A fix may wait in front of you.
A mess may rise like wild, strange art,
And make feel a bit weak of heart.
But breathe in and out, then one more.
Calm wins the fight, not rage or roar.
When bumps jump in your day like fleas,
And trip your steps with spite and tease,
Just laugh a bit. Then check your mind.
A kind thought works great, you’ll find.
When storms hit hard with blast and boom,
And all your plans fall out of tune,
Hold fast, hold tight, press through the fuss—
For joy runs back to those who trust.
When paths twist sharp with turns you dread,
And fear crawls in to cloud your head,
Take one small step, then one step more.
Steps wit God lead to the right door.
So when life groans with tight, tough knots,
And hope seems lost in tangled plots,
Keep faith, keep grit, keep love in sight—
For light finds those who look for light.
