By: Darrelyn L. Tutt

I say farewell to yesterday,
For yesterday is gone;
I let her go deliberately,
And choose to travel on.

I understand perhaps in part,
What many never see;
That yesterday’s a passageway,
To where I need to be.

For I’ve been preordained a path,
That’s mine alone to trod;
My lot has been apportioned by …
The very hand of God.

The boundaries are drawn for me,
And all has been secured;
When trials seem to overwhelm,
Of this I am assured:

That all is single-handedly,
Determined for my good;
If God has chosen “it” for me;
I’ll praise Him as I should.

Eternally advancing,
In an orchestrated grace;
Sufficient for arriving,
At a predetermined place.

I welcome in this passageway,
That’s been ordained for me;
For God, alone, knows what I need,
For where I am to be.

“The Lord is the portion of mine inheritance and of my cup; Thou maintainest my lot. The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; Yea, I have a goodly heritage.”
Psalm 16:5-6