Peace
I’ve got a God who understands;
Who holds me daily in His hands.
My God controls the sun and rain,
Yet He knows my private pain.
He cares when I ask “why ?”
He comforts when I cry.
He answers,
“My child, Peace. Be still.
Learn to rest in my will.
Bring your needs to me in prayer,
I will comfort and heal you there.
Learn to see with eyes like mine,
That look beyond both space and time,
Where you will rest on heaven’s shore,
And live with Me forevermore.”
The poem is shaped like an hourglass on purpose. My sister was killed in a car accident two days after her birthday. This is the story of God healing my heart. It took time.
~Hope Abounds