CHAPTER 3, PAGE 30

 

Desperately, helplessly, longingly,

I cried, and quietly, patiently, God replied.

I had pled and wept for a clue to my fate,

yet the Master just said, "Child, you must wait."

Wait? You say, wait, was 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 Word.

My future and all to which I can relate

Now hangs 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've been asking.

This is my cry, I'm weary of asking.

I need a reply. Then quietly, softly,

I learned of my fate.

The Master replied,

"My child, please wait."

So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,

and grumbled to God,

"Okay, I am waiting, but for what?"

He then seemed to kneel,

His eyes wept with mine, and tenderly said,

"I could give you a sign.

I could shake the heavens, darken the sun,

I could raise the dead and cause the mountains to run.

All you seek, I could give.

And then pleased you would be?

You would have what you wanted,

but you wouldn't know Me.

You'd know not the depth of My love, my dear saint;

You'd know not the power I give to the faint;

You'd not learn to see through the clouds of despair,

that you need to trust, trusting simply, 'I'm here.'

You'd know not 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.

Oh, you'd know that I give, and I save ...

for a start, but you'd miss the real joy

of the depths of My heart.

You'd miss the glow of My comfort

through the night and the faith

that I give when you walk without sight.

There's a depth far 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.'

You'd have dreams for your loved ones,

that's true, but you'd miss, oh you'd miss,

what I'm doing in you.

So be silent, My child, in time you will see,

that the greatest gift is to get to know Me.

And though oft My answers seem terribly late,

My most precious answer still is, 'Just wait.'"

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GOOD MORNING

My beautiful Mum went home to the Lord Wednesday morning. The viewing will be Thursday and the Funeral on Friday. One of my dear friends said – She got her Easter early ! So true!

THOUGHT FOR TODAY

Have you everwatched kids on a merry-go-round

Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down

Don't dance so fast

Time is short

The music won't last

Do you run through each day on the fly

When you ask "How are you?" do you hear the reply?

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May your day be blessed with a few smiles and a little sunshine to warm your heart.

Love to you all!

Ma

 

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