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, because 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 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"
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"Love is a commitment of the heart that will stand the test of wavering emotions, intellectual rationalizing, circumstantial allure, hormonal infatuation, and even the wounds of your lover. Anything less is not true love."
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