Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
If I were an ox
and You my driver,
would I mind?
If love were my yoke,
would I balk?
If I walked a path
whose way I could not see,
whose end I could not know,
would I complain?
If I pulled a cart laden
with riches beyond my knowing,
bound for strangers,
would I refuse?
Oh, Driver, Brother, You
who set me free,
crack your whip of light.
Let’s walk this joyful road.
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve
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