I watch the waves rush onto shore,
Rejoicing as they go,
And ask myself if there’s something
They know, that I don’t know.
Again, and then once more,
A joyous repetition of
What they have done before.
From what they’re called to do,
Instead, they hold fast to the joy
And faith that sees them through.
Sometimes I wonder why
I’m called to carry on and on,
Until I want to cry.
That He has called me to,
But sometimes I wonder “why me?
Isn’t there more to do?”
I heard a still, soft voice
Reminding me He has a plan,
But I can make a choice.
Though we don’t understand,
Yet I can turn away from this…
And miss what He has planned.
Rushing, joyous, to shore
And hold in faith through this trial
To what He has in store.
But I know He loves me
And I will face this trial with faith,
Doing so joyously!
Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of
various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces
steadfastness.
Saturday, November 23, 2024
Steadfast In Trials
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