He Knows
He Knows
Dr. Jim Martin
We know not where the wind may blow,
Nor how tall the tree may grow.
The number of the grains of blowing sand,
Is not within our ready command.
The reason why some prematurely depart,
Has caused, in many, a troubled heart.
Why some are short and others tall,
Has probably been perplexing to most all.
Many more questions could be addressed,
Other things about which many are stressed.
Why, for instance, does it not rain,
When drought is creating so much pain?
Why do storms so much havoc wreak,
And cause such hurt to the frail and weak?
Try though we may to comprehend,
We never seem to reach that end.
There is one consolation in all of this
That none should, surely, ever miss.
There is One Who is seated on His throne,
With Whom all is certainly known.
Copyright © Drjim Martin | Year Posted 2018
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