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