Ride the beast

When I’m shaking in my boots

like a rider in steel chutes,

and the unknown that I face

is just a nod away,

I take deep breath and square.

For confidence I wrap in prayer.

I may wear the spurs and chaps

but, to God I give control.

For bad jolts, I tried preparing;

always stretching to my limits.

Yet, exercise that clears my mind

must come from Christ within me.

Cause if I’m worth the challenge

that the Lord has granted vantage,

I must put all fears aside

so this beast becomes my ride.

C Taylor, Jr.

03/11/2004

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