The Plans I’ve Made

The plans I’ve made all seem great to me—
If all goes perfect I’ll be glad as can be.
The thoughts I have are good and fine,
Just some don’t agree part of the time.
The way I try to live is the best in town;
It looks like the rest are living low down.
But today I had trials that ruined my plans:
Someone disagreed and upset all my “cans,”
Toppled my castle of dreams and ideals;
I’m left in the mud while my brain fairly reels.
Where is success on a day like this?
When my best is flattened, and the mark I’ve missed?

Here the heavenly word to the soul that is tried:
“I’m weighing your motives and the spirit inside.
Your dreams are too small for the plans I have made.
Will you humble your pride and call for My aid?
Are you willing to yield to the part I assign?
Embrace your high calling and trust the Divine?
Here is rest for your soul and a clear mountain view,
Where the LORD alone is the Great, Pure and True.”