The Lord gave me this poem the other morning while I was eating breakfast:
Sometimes we cannot see the end
Of trials and troubles that He sends.
But does He?
Or is it our free will,
That causes us to struggle still?
If we would quiet our troubled hearts,
And listen to what He imparts;
Would our trials and struggles last,
Continue on and hold us fast?
Or would we know He's in control,
And rest in Him and quiet our soul.
He longs to bless our troubled way.
Give Him control of each new day!
(Lynda Helen Kay 2010)