Feeling Blue

Feeling blue, like a bump on a log.
No where to go, nothing to do,
just make sure to walk the dog.

Life has stalled, and I feel stuck,
like a gambler who's run out of luck.

Uncertainty's the rule of the day, that and whiling the hours away.
I take what comes-can't plan my day.

My plan seemed fine, and I was ready.
But God had His own plan, different than mine.

I like my calendar, I like to plan;
but for now, I must trust His hand.

I will trust Him for my days, because I know He is good in all His ways.
I will trust Him while I rest, for I believe His plans are always best.