Shaken and stirred,
By this turbulent world.
Swallow us up,
Til’ nothing is left.
Chew us up, And spit us out.
Of this, There is no doubt.
The world is such, A scary place.
Now it’s time, To pick up the pace.
Stop moving, let me off,
Stop rocking and shaking,
I’m doing this now.
Ready, set, go, Now let’s get through this.
Turbulent, the world may be.
But God, calms the storms in me.
When it gets to be too much,
All I need is The Lord’s touch.
Better than Midas, God offers forgiveness.
So accept it, trust me, you won’t regret it.
Random thoughts and God Dots 