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 likae 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 grow 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!”

~Author Unknown~