God's Guiding Hand
I lost my job and times were tough.
Lived day to day on just enough
of everything to keep me well.
How long it'd last only time would tell.
Instead of worrying, I saw the light;
Put my faith in God to ease my plight.
All God's creatures don't give a care,
yet He feeds the birds, the squirrel and hare.
Just as my money was going to run out,
I applied for a job I knew nothing about.
The Salvation Army hired me
to help men find sobriety.
No more rewarding could a job be
but something arose I didn't foresee.
Driving great distance and paying the price
became too much of a sacrifice.
We prayed for an answer from God above
for something closer if push comes to shove.
On Sunday morning, as the church sang a hymn,
I picked up the classifieds just on a whim.
I found my next job right down the street,
a camp for kids at a Jewish retreat.
So, God plays a role in all that we do;
He opens the door but you'll have to walk through.
July 22, 2015
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