quotes tagged with 'jessicamckinney'

Desperately, helplessly, longingly I cried,
Quietly, patiently, lovingly He replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate,
And the master said gently, Child, you must wait.
LORD, I need answers, I need to know why?
Is your hand shortened or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked and Im claiming your WORD.
My future and all to which I can relate hangs in the balance,
And you tell me Wait?
Im needing a yes, a go ahead sign or even a no to which I can resign.
And Lord, youve promised that if we believe
We need but to ask and we shall receive.
And Lord, Ive been asking, and this is my cry,
Im weary of asking I need a reply.
And quietly, softly I learned of my fate,
As my master replied once again, You must wait.
So I slumped in my chair defeated, and thought and grumbled to God,
And said, So Im waiting for what?
He seemed then to kneel and His eyes met with mine,
And He tenderly said, I could give you a sign.
I could raise the dead and cause the mountains to run.
All you seek I could give and pleased you would be.
You would have what you want, but you wouldnt know Me.
Youd not know the depth of My love for each saint,
You would not know the power I give to the faint,
Youd not learn to see through clouds of despair,
Youd not learn to trust just by knowing Im there,
Youd not know the joy of resting in Me,
When darkness and silence was all you could see.
You would never experience that fullness of love,
As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save for a start,
But youd 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 thats beyond getting just what you ask of an infinite God,
Who makes what you have last.
And you never would know should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dreams for that loved one oer night could come true,
But the loss is you lost what Im 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: Jessica McKinney, Source: UnknownSaved by ImaWriterIII in trust wait providence poem EDS jessicamckinney 9 years ago[save this] [permalink]

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