Wait a Poem by Russell Kelfer Wait Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried. Quietly, patiently, lovingly, He replied. I pleaded, and I wept for a clue to my fate, And the Master so gently said, Child, you must wait. Wait? Your say wait?? my indignant reply. Lord, I need answers, I need to know why. Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard? By faith I have asked, and Im claiming your Word. My future, and all to which I can relate Hangs in the balance, and you tell me wait? Im needing a yes, a go-ahead sign, Or even a no, to which I can resign. And Lord, you have promised that if we believe, We need but ask, and we shall receive. And Lord Ive been asking, and this is my cry: Im weary of asking: I need a reply! Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate As my Master replied once again, You must wait. So I slumped in my chair; defeated and taut And grumbled to God; So Im waiting, for what? He seemed then to kneel and His eyes met with mine And He tenderly said, I could give you a sign. I could shake the heavens, darken the sun, Raise the dead, cause the mountains to run. All you see I could give, and pleased you would be. You would have what you want, but you wouldnt know Me. Youd not know the depth of My love for each saint; Youd not know the power that I give to the faint. Youd not learn to see through clouds of despair; Youd not learn to trust, just by knowing Im there. Youd not know the joy of resting in Me, When darkness and silence was all you could see. You would never experience that fullness of love As the peace of My Spirit descends like a dove. You would know that I give, and I save, for a start, But youd not know the depth of the beat of My heart. The glow of My comfort late in the night; The faith that I give when you walk without sight; The depth thats beyond getting just what you ask From an infinite God who makes what you have last. And you never would know, should your pain quickly flee, What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee. Yes, your dreams for that loved one oernight could come true, But the loss! if you lost what Im doing in you! So be silent, my child, and in time you will see That the greatest of gifts is to get to know Me. And though oft may My answers seem terribly late, My most precious answer of all....is still...wait.
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 08:16:01 +0000
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