Thankful Poem

There is so much to be thankful for
in every closed and opened door,
For my eyes cannot see what lies ahead,
But my God is the Guide instead.

For when trials come and trials go,
I will always forever know
With a gentle touch and lamp in hand,
He leads me through this dark-filled land.

I walk not alone but together with Him
Even through the roads that are dim.
For every step and every stride,
Is for His glory and not for mine.

So with my eyes I keep on You,
Looking back I will not do.
For forward is the way to go,
Because You chose this path I know.