Palm of Your Hand
Amanda thought she would be cured and able to move on with her life, only to realize that she was right where she started, in the Palm of His Hands.
The world was mine
I had everything planned
Places to go
People to see
I held it all in my hand
Little did I know
I had it all wrong
With trials to face
Faith to grow
A journey ahead, tiring and long
So I fought the good fight
And thought that I’d won
Ready to live
To turn and move on
Just to realize, I’ve only begun
The world, not mine
You have everything planned
Questions still stirring
Faith still growing
I rest in the palm of Your hand
Amanda Dieppa
4/7/05
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