I cried today at the DMV.
Frustration over what I can’t control.
A miscommunication,
A lack of understanding,
Tears welling up and threatening to fall.

I like to think of myself as a competent woman,
Someone whose capable,
Responsible too.
But the insanity of getting your license replaced
Is enough to make any sane person come unglued.

But when I am weak, You show Your strength,
Your grace is sufficient for another day.
I don’t have to lean on my own understanding.
I don’t have to be my own refuge.

I trust You because You’ve proven Yourself faithful.
You provided then and You’ll provide now.
I don’t have to strive to secure my own future —
You’re already there, ahead in the line.