Sometimes I ask the question,

“My Lord, is this your will?”

It’s then I hear you answer me,

“My Precious Child…be still.”

Sometimes I feel frustrated,

cause I think I know what’s best.

It’s then I hear you say to me,

“My Busy Child…just rest!”

Sometimes I feel so lonely and

I think I’d like a mate.

Your still small voice gets oh

so clear and says,

“My Child…please wait!”

“I know the plans I have for you,

the wondrous things you’ll see;

If you can just be patient, Child,

and put your trust in me.

I’ve plans to draw you closer.

I’ve plans to help you grow.

There’s much I do you cannot

see and much you do not know.

But know this, Child…I LOVE YOU.

You are Precious unto Me.

Before I formed you in the womb,

I planned your destiny.  I’ve

something very special

I hope for you to learn.

The gifts I wish to give to you

are gifts you cannot earn.

They come without a price tag,

but not without a cost;  at Calvary,

I gave My Son,  so You would not be lost.

Rest Child, and do not grow weary

of doing what is good.

I promise I’ll come back for you

just like I said I would.

Your name is written on my palm,

I never could forget;  Therefore,

do not be discouraged when my answer is…

“Not Yet!”

 

~Author Unknown~