I share, with permission, another word from a newly saved child of God, who is behind bars, yet totally free. I pray it will bless you as it has blessed me.
It is titled.."Wait"
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.
Quietly, Patiently, Lovingly, God replied.
I pleaded and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently 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 shortened? Or have you no hand?
By faith I have asked, and am claiming your word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I’m needing a “yes” a “go ahead” sign.
Or even a “no” to which I can resign.
And Lord, you promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply!”
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, “You must wait!”
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, “So I’m waiting….. for what?”
He seemed to then kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want-but you wouldn’t know me.
You’d not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.
You’d not learn to see through the clouds of despair.
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in me,
When darkness and silence, were all you could see.
You’d never experience that fullness of love,
As the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove:
You’d know that I give and I save…for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of my heart.
The glow of my comfort, late into the night.
The faith that I give when you walk with out sight,
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you asked
Of an Infinite God, who makes what you have last.
You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that, “My Grace is Sufficient for Thee”:
Yes, your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true.
But, oh the loss, if I lost what I’m doing in you!
So, be silent my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know me.
And though oft may my answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to Wait!”
Psalms 46:10
Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.
It is titled.."Wait"
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried.
Quietly, Patiently, Lovingly, God replied.
I pleaded and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently 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 shortened? Or have you no hand?
By faith I have asked, and am claiming your word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to wait?
I’m needing a “yes” a “go ahead” sign.
Or even a “no” to which I can resign.
And Lord, you promised that if we believe
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
And Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply!”
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate
As my Master replied once again, “You must wait!”
So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut
And grumbled to God, “So I’m waiting….. for what?”
He seemed to then kneel and His eyes wept with mine,
And He tenderly said, “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens, and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead, and cause mountains to run
All you seek, I could give, and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want-but you wouldn’t know me.
You’d not know the depth of my love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.
You’d not learn to see through the clouds of despair.
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in me,
When darkness and silence, were all you could see.
You’d never experience that fullness of love,
As the peace of my Spirit descends like a dove:
You’d know that I give and I save…for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of my heart.
The glow of my comfort, late into the night.
The faith that I give when you walk with out sight,
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you asked
Of an Infinite God, who makes what you have last.
You’d never know, should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that, “My Grace is Sufficient for Thee”:
Yes, your dreams for your loved ones overnight would come true.
But, oh the loss, if I lost what I’m doing in you!
So, be silent my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to get to know me.
And though oft may my answers seem terribly late,
My wisest of answers is still but to Wait!”
Psalms 46:10
Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.
1 comment:
Of coUrse wait lah , what can you do under hopeless situation? Jump from a tall building?
Waiting gives you time for possibilities. When the possibility turns in your favor, thank heavens but if it doesn't, it is a test and wait somemore.
But if it happens to end up worse, praise god and have faith because it could be worse.
And finally you die without your situation improving.
But hey, you are now in heaven right?
Praise god. Hope he returns and tell me how's heaven like.
But he probably says, see you the otherside.... By faith.
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