And while suffering Going through what you go through I will do nothing Except get down on my knees Hands praying to God for you Rejoice. Joyful noise Pray for whatever you will Mysterious ways How God does his holy work If nothing happens, don't fret God is not finished With you yet. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait Remember the meek For what it is worth because They shall inherit the Earth Do not worry Lamb I do naught, therefore I am Keep everyone in Your thoughts and prayers Nothing else to do these days
Inspired by something I read on someone’s blog earlier today but I cannot find the site right now š Sorry! FYI: I think Dad would be proud of this poem!
Sam
