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“Seriously”, I said to Him.
“This is how it’s to be?A day that’s seems turned upside down
Is what You’d planned for me?”
I know that I looked quizzically
At heaven’s clouded face
Without quite understanding, yet,
That in chaos there’s grace.
The Grace that comes when all else fails
And we reach out to Him;
When He reminds us we are loved,
Our cup spills past the brim.
That was the point at which chaos
Slipped quietly away
And I no longer questioned Him
On His plans for my day.
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