Graduation
All the sand bars of my mem’ry
Become victories in Thee,
For they only seem like sandbars
When my radius is me.When it's ended with a goof-up,
Misdirection, big mistake,
You have turned it to Your glory
Helped me then amends to make.Try my best it always wraps up
With some egg upon my face;
Then I put my foot right in it
Making glorious disgrace.In the eyes of those around me
I'm a misfit classical;
When I try again to make things
Right, it comes out messy still.Then I turn to you for solace,
For some guidance where to go;
You just take me in, and sit me
Down and say it isn't so.More confused I am than ever
As I get up from that stool,
And go out and try my luck
Again – and end up like a fool.“That's the point I have been making
All these sixty years of life:
You're a fool indeed for My sake,
Looking stupid to your wife –And to all the folks around you,
For indeed that's what you are;
You have foolishly let go of
All – and now Apostle are.navigation