I feel like a dry log without God. (failure)

But a log and God, makes life successful.

Why?

God does the work and I see myself as a log still. (success!)

My poem I wrote below, explains this better!

Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14:6)

God’s will.

God’s work.

God’s way.

I choose God’s will.

I choose God’s work.

I choose God’s way, I say.

If I choose

My will

My work

My way

Will I be OK?

I most certainly would, argues the clay.

I can see better today.

Hey, hey, I say.

You cannot succeed today.

You are not OK.

You are just a lump of clay.

Let me help you, I say.

I know your not OK! (stop pretending)

I cannot stay! I’m only clay.

I see so well today,

You best be on your way!

Hey, I say,

You cannot be OK!

For Jesus is the way.

Go away busy people say.

I don’t want you today.

But will you have a better day?

When you push God away?

What do you say?

Ok, I’m clay.

It’s odd today.

I see a perfect way.

But still I run away.

I see the dust.

I see God’s help.

I need to choose today.

But be gone! The clay shouts…

I’m fully set, OK!

As jelly gone astray, I trust my own wrong way!

I only bow to clay.

I’m off the track I say.

But this is my way!

But stop I say, Ok?

Your Creator speaks today.

What do I hear Him say?

Why do you run away?

When Jesus is the way?

Choose

My will

My work

My way.

Please do not go astray.

Why not stop and say,

Jesus is the way?