Why do I doubt You, oh Lord?
Why do I assume Your “arm is too short?”
I doubt Your ability to provide for me,
but I have no reason to.

You are calling me to a certain path.
God, You have opened so many doors for me.
Father, how can I still think You won’t provide?
That somehow You will let me fall…

Yet, it is You who feeds the sparrow,
it is You, Mighty Creator, who clothes the flowers of the field.
How much more do You love me?
The one You created in Your image for Your purpose.

God, I want to trust when I’m unsure
Father, I know Your provision will come
But, do I really believe?
Mighty Father, help me conquer my disbelief.

Your arm is not too short…

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