Greetings in the mighty name of Jesus Christ , our Lord. He is the Lord of Lords and King of Kings! Please take time to read the poem at the bottom.
So many things to pray about. As always remember the LOST.Jarod and Shandi. and others to see their need before the Lord's return.The SICK - Chuck Robinson, Osco, me- my 2nd infusion is Fri. JOEY LAYNE -URGENT, many more God knows. Those GRIEVING -Suzy Scealf of Hope 4 Tomorrow Trio lost her husband Steve yesterday. There are many more God knows. Financial needs:The Scealf family having a benefit at Jones Memorial contact Bill Henderson. Eddie n Betty Bradford of New Day Gospel. Many more unspoken requests. I praise God that He knows the needs of our hearts even when we can't form the words! Our nation, leaders, service personnel and families, ISRAEL. There are so many needs and I don't have all the answers. Going through this trial myself recently, I came upon this poem. I pray it blesses you as it did me.
We love you each and everyone. God loves you so much He gave His Son. Jesus died for you, will you live for HIM?
Be blessed and then BE A BLESSING!!!!
S.o.F
" WAIT!"
Desperately,helplessly,longingly, I cried;
Quietly,patiently,lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the Master so gently said, “Child, you must wait.”
“WAIT? You say “wait?” my indignant reply. “ Lord, I need answers. I need to know why!”
Is Your hand shortened? Or have You not heard?
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 “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
And 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 ,then , to 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, cause the 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 in the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you asked
Of an infinte 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 that loved one 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 most precious answer of all is still, “WAIT”.
Author Unknown
