Questioning Sovereignty

It is out of place
The authority is skewed
The path seems unclear
So I question why
I question when
I question how

I strive some more
While I should be trusting
And in circling frustration
I fall at His feet again
And here I find rest

For when I question it all
I question His sovereignty
In the minuscule things that He allows
But I know, and love, and trust Him
So I come to Him again in rest

God is God and I am not
I am merely dust
I am nothing
I am as a flower of the field
I will wither and fall and fade

But His will is certain
So in every small matter
I rest, and submit, and trust
He is leading my by His hand
Herein I find joy in every happening

I laugh in the rain
I smile in the heat of the sun
For each season has a purpose
His beauty is displayed in every aspect
His sovereignty rules over the first and the last

For He is Lord