God Always Makes Time
Today, forced to detour
Last week missed my plane
Blamed it on the heavens
No, not me. I am not one to be late
Gnashed my teeth
Gnarled in these jams
Do these passers-by know who I am?
No, they don't and why should they care
After all, they're just like me
With no time to spare
Fast forward a few weeks later
Taking a leisurely drive
Shouting out to Jesus
Thank God for my view today
Grateful to be alive
Another scene;
Permit me to pencil this one in
Today I made a new friend
When two years ago
My world came to an end
Life takes us places and puts us in tight spots
Predicaments, situations and binds
Not on my watch, you snap back
The Lord never fails us, remember this
He always makes time
For his path is the right one
And he's ahead of us in the game
He's gonna pull you through
Your temporary pain
You might not remember what you had for lunch yesterday
But in the grand scheme of things
Who really cares
Except for our guiding saviour
Who will be there for us tomorrow
He's already there.
No need to be down and out
No need to be in despair
God's driving us along this
Bumpy, potholed road
We create that's in desperate need of repair.
Copyright © Lori Steindorf | Year Posted 2019
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