Unless the Lord builds the house,
    the builders labor in vain. ~ Psalm 127:1a

I don’t manage the world, direct the play…
Once that was my job, but no longer.
Well, really it never was. I was powerless,
my life unmanageable, much less the world.
But the world can be managed to my liking,
all my needs met, my dreams fulfilled.
I did some preparation, working on me,
cleaning my house, releasing my wrongs,
making amends. But I turned control over
to a Power far greater than I, offering the Power
myself to use in building or however I was needed.
Then daily, I report for duty, surrendering,
“Not my will but Yours,” and what is best for me,
sometimes what I wished for,
sometimes far better, comes to pass.