HIS WAY IS PERFECT
Plowing through my momsy's old files while organizing my studio, I stumbled across this clipped poem. I don't know when she clipped it. I don't know how long she had it tucked away in her things. It was meant for us to find it today. We cried. This is my girl. It's her story. It's been 5 years this month that we have stumbled through this journey. I am so thankful that truly "His Way is Perfect"!
"I asked the Lord for quietness;
The lightning flashed, the thunder roared,
Earthquake and fire and threatening waves
Overwhelmed my soul.
And then, even in the center of the storm
He made a place of calm,
And in my heart there came a hush,
A stillness doubly sweet
Because the roar was still about
But could not touch me.
I asked the Lord for joy:
The treasures of my heart were swept away,
And sorrow followed woe
Till naught remained.
And then, He came and filled my cup
With healing potions rare.
He touched my lips with heavenly song,
And comforted my soul.
He brought me to the banquet house---
His banner over me was love!
I had not known the Lord if joys of earth had stayed;
I had not seen Him as my All-in-All
Had He allowed my heart to rest in transient loves
That dimmed the vision of His face.
Through fire and pain He took the veil away--
And lo! He filled all things;
The fairest of ten thousand,
The prince of peace, the Life of God!
I had not known Him thus except through this.
- Martha Greene