Sometimes I ask the question, “My Lord, is this your will?” It’s then I hear you answer me,
“My Precious Child… be still.”
“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
They come without a price tag, but not without a cost; 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
Your name is written on my palm, I never could forget; Therefore, do not be discouraged when my answer is… “Not Yet”