March 28, 2004

The Promise

Filed under: Adoption Poetry — Tamra @ 9:03 am

The Promise

I know I must wait for the Lord to unfold;
My heart fills with fear for all that’s untold.

Wanting so badly to walk in your will;
My eyes see it clearly, yet I stand still.

Listening so closely to hear your voice;
Realizing in hearing, it demands a choice.

Knowing you promise to lead with a plan;
But wondering how on earth will I stand.

Dying to self is what I hear your voice say;
I cry out to you Lord, “Is that the way?”

Your love tenderly whispers, “My daughter be bold;
For my strength is sufficient, your heart shall never
grow cold.”

“For my timing now is perfect, as so is my plan;
All you have to do is let me take command.”

“Each door I will open, each key I will give;
Through you, my child, My spirit wishes to live.”

“Go now with confidence for I will show you the road;
I will shorten the length, I will carry the load.”

“In all that you go through, you may be reviled;
But shall walk out victoriously
With the hand of a child!”

Heather Beazley

One Response to “The Promise”

  1. Gini Says:

    Dear Heather,
    I love your poem and I’m anxious to read more of your poetry, but I had to reply to this poem quickly because it was so beautiful. I would love to hear from you on my web site, I have a guestbook. I feel that we are so much alike. The internet makes the world so compact. God bless you and God be with you. Gini

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