Now I look to God for everything. I used to
believe I could do it all on my own and pretended
like I didn’t need Him. I even suspended praying
for a while. My defenses were down,
but I didn’t care, I couldn’t see the bright yet dim light.
As long as everything was presentable
on my end, I could care less; I could do it
all on my own, I didn’t need Him
for anything. I thought I was better off
following my homemade path, until I got thrown off
my high horse and landed on my butt so hard, I got
ripped to pieces; only God could assembly me back together again.