Late last night I found myself beside my child's bed;
He was sleeping peacefully as I felt his fevered head.
In my mind debate began as I wondered what was best;
Should I wake him up for medicine or leave him there to rest?
To wait would mean three hours to let the fever rise;
But waking him from peaceful sleep to me seemed less than wise.
So I sat there in the darkness and asked a question silently,'What do I do?'
I asked myself, thinking no one else could see.
And as I asked the question, my Father must have heard;
In a still small voice he answered my silent spoken word.
He said, 'Just let me do it, I'll take care of him for you;
You know that I am capable and you know I love him too.'
So I left the two together and when I got back to my bed;
My mind wandered as I prayed and in my prayer I said,
'Dear Lord, if I've done something spare him pain and let me see;
And my Father gently told me, 'this sickness is not from me.'
My mind still was not focused and my prayer kept rambling on;
Until I said again, 'Dear Lord, have I done something wrong?
Do I not appreciate this son you've blessed me with;
Have I not cared well enough for this most precious gift?'
Again my Father answered with much patience and great love,
'I told you the child's sickness does not come from above.
This isn't me I told you, but if you'll just leave it in my hands;
I'll work it for good like always and fit it into my great plan.'
And as my Father promised, He took care of my son;
The healing wasn't overnight but I know the battle's won.
When my Father comes and asks you to leave someone in His care;
The best thing you could ever do is just to leave them there.
You may not understand it or know exactly what's in store;
But no matter how much you love them, our Father loves them more.
'Therefore I say to you, whatever things you ask when you pray, believe that you receive them, and you will have them.'-Mark 11:24
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