Desperately,
helplessly, longingly, I cried quietly, patiently, God replied I had plead and
wept for a clue to my fate yet the master just said, “You must wait”
Wait?you say my
indignant reply lord I need answers. I need to know why is your hand so short? Have you not heard? By faith I have asked, I
am claiming your words.
My future and all to
which I can relate now hand in the balance. And you tell me to “wait”.
I need a “yes” a
go-ahead sign or even a “no” to which I resign, besides Lord, you promised that
if we believe, we need but to ask, and we shall receive so Lord I have been
asking, I need a reply.
Then quietly, softly, I
learned of my fate the Master replied, “My child, please Just wait.” So I
slumped in my chair, defeated and taut and grumbled to God, “Ok, I am waiting
but for what?”, he then seemed to kneel, his eyes wept with mine, and tendly
said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the
heavens, darken the sun,
I could raise the dead
and cause the mountain to run.
All I seek, I could
give
You would have what you
wanted,, but you wouldn’t know me.
You’d don’t know the
joy of resting in me, when darkness and silence are all you can see.
You’d not experience
all of my love, when the peace of my spirit descends like a dove
There is a depth for
beyond getting what you ask, the depth of my grace, getting what lasts you’d
not know, should your pain quickly flee what it means when I say, “My grace is
sufficient for thee”
So be silent, my child,
in time you will see that my greatest gift is to know me.
And though my answers
seem terribly late.
My precious answer
still is “JUST WAIT”
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