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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