The Security I Long For
- Angela Guy

- Sep 21
- 3 min read
Updated: Sep 22

I look to the government to fix the economy.
I stress as I see the nation’s growing dichotomy.
I’m banking on these stocks to reach full maturity.
For my 401k to give me security.
I wish I had some sort of definite confirmation.
That nothing will destroy my happy situation.
Full of weariness, and fear, I’m looking for the cure.
I’m waiting for that moment when I feel safe and secure.
I work my life away and I’m losing my stamina.
For protection, I installed a new ring camera.
I’m planning for the worst. I need just a little bit more.
But building and safekeeping have become such a chore.
Maybe the promise of safety is just not mine to hold.
But I can claim my own happiness, or so I’m told.
I don’t want too much. Just one more dollar and one less pound.
Surely, those are the keys to where satisfaction is found.
When I can’t create for myself the life I envision.
I switch my focus to my kids with eager precision.
My hope is in their success; their talent to score that goal.
I’m running myself ragged taking on the chauffeur role.
The balance so tricky, building esteem and being kind,
While also conveying I mean business, to make them mind.
My patience and my sanity are being torn to shreds.
I can’t stop the mounting feelings of worry and dread.
I’ve come to the realization; I’m grasping at air.
I know I’m unsteady. I’m vulnerable and bare.
What if a monster comes and steals my children in the night?
What if I’m naive and can’t see the evil I fight?
How will I recognize a permanent foundation?
How do I have peace in each and every situation?
Really I’m seeking to hold onto something that will last.
And joy, innocence, and trust seem to be part of my past
One taste and I finally found what I’ve been searching for.
Your Mercy welcomed me in, Jesus, you opened the door.
Your abundance abounds, multiplied by your favor.
Your Word and Your Law are the sweet morsels I savor.
Your gentle and lowly nature is offered so sweetly.
Who am I to belong? To be welcomed so completely?
As my Shepherd, you tend to me. You protect and provide.
My anxiety ceases, and my worries subside.
I’m refreshed. All things are possible with you by my side.
I’m secure in this knowledge. Come and lead me. Be my Guide.
As a sheep in your fold, God, there is nothing I lack.
You’ve awakened my soul, I’m alive. There’s no turning back.
God, I lay down my old life which left me so empty.
With its elusive promises of joy and plenty.
Though the battles of life still come, and evil does not cease,
You lead me on your righteous path, in your perfect peace.
You’re mindful of me, looking down on me from above.
Fear doesn’t strangle me. It’s cast out by your perfect love.
I’m learning to be content in all situations.
To look to the heavens and trust the God of creation.
Whatever I endure is for our good and your glory.
I’m confident in you. I know you write my story.
Jesus, it is your goodness, your mercy, and your presence,
That settles all my fear and removes all my hesitance.
I’ve discovered the foundation upon which I can stand.
I know I’m secure, it’s displayed from the wounds in your hand.
I know that in your presence I have nothing to hide.
Teach me to trust you, to follow you, and to abide.




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