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Right Now
July 31, 2006
Justene Martin

All of my tomorrows
Are tied up in today
The things that I am hoping for
May never come my way.
I cannot change the past
The unkept promises I made
Nor map out my tomorrow
Reach for something not yet prayed.
The graces that are hidden
Within my heart and soul
Are sufficient for the hour,
This is all I can control.
Am I living in this moment?
Am I serving where I can?
Am I caring for the kingdom
To restore the souls of man?
Have I thanked the king of Glory
For the treasure he unfolds?
Have I asked him what His plan is,
To see His truth is told?
I recognize the sweetness
Of His whisper in my ear,
As the sound of all creation
And He’s speaking now, right here.