When I say no,

You say yes— 

gently, firmly. 

The trees bend

to Your wind.

And inevitably,

my willfulness 

will bow like so. 

 

The joys I’ve missed— 

Your priceless name,

and kind, kind heart,

the strongest arms

and purest charms,

your matchless art—

are mine to claim. 

Who can resist? 

 

Though wishes press,

and chances go; 

people run fast,

and I stand still,

I trust Your will

until the last. 

When God says no,

I say yes. ❤️

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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