Trusting

We were meant to share
the things that we carry
and as I sit
and talk to some of the most wonderful folks
afterwards to you 
I wish was the one I had spoken to

to tell about
more than a shout
in my heart
to share

because, Lord, I still care
but, God, it is in your time
and not mine
so I will confine my thoughts
to this rhyme
to know that for this time alone
my hope in You
has shone

beauty all around and forward
just need to bury deep with in Your word
written, spoken, sung
draw a picture of a branch as a lung
in whatever way express
what the world would try to compress

because all I have is Yours
to use and to have
but without others, Lord,
I feel as if a missing half

thank You for providing a person
to speak to
You knew
that my heart desired
on my behalf You had already conspired
to make and be
a day perfectly relaxing, new and free

my mind renewed
still overwhelmed

but

seeing more and more
that You are at the helm

"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed,
for his compassions never fail."
    Lamentations 3:22