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 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~

Thank you for visiting today!

May every day bring you,

Closer to the Lord.

And hopes for a brighter tomorrow.

Love, Sandy L.