Blessings Not Luck

In the labyrinth of life's uncertain design, We often ponder, and sometimes decline, To see the hand of Providence, so divine, Guiding our steps, with a purpose so fine. We attribute chance, to the twists and turns, Luck, good or bad, that our lives concern, But little do we know, in the grand scheme, Every moment's a blessing, a gift to redeem. Yah guides you, through the darkness and light, Through trials and tribulations, through the night, You think it's like, a roll of the dice, But no, it's a blessing, a gift of His device. In the tapestry of life, every thread is woven with care, Every strand, a testament to His love and His share, No coincidence, no chance, just a plan so grand, A blessing in disguise, a gift from His hand. The sun that rises, the stars that shine bright, The breath that we breathe, the life that we ignite, Every moment's a gift, a blessing so true, Not luck, but love, that sees us through. So let us not be fooled, by the masquerade, Of chance and luck, that our lives have made, For every step, every fall, every rise, Is a blessing in disguise, a gift from the skies. In the stillness, we find, a peace that's divine, A sense of purpose, a heart that's aligned, With the One who guid