In the center of the circle Of the will of God I stand:
There can come no second causes,
All must come from His dear hand.
All is well! for ‘tis my Father
Who my life hath planned.
Shall I pass through waves of sorrow?
Then I know it will be best;
Though I cannot tell the reason,
I can trust, and so am blest.
God is Love, and God is faithful,
So in perfect Peace I rest.
With the shade and with the sunshine,
With the joy and with the pain,
Lord, I trust Thee! both are needed,
Each Thy wayward child to train,
Earthly loss, did we but know it,
Often means our heavenly gain. —I.G.W. (from Streams In The Desert)
Craig T. Owens 
September 5, 2016 at 9:58 pm
Love this poem.. though it is hard in the painful times I know they are needed in our lives to make us into the person the LORD wants us to become.
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September 6, 2016 at 6:05 am
How true! Those times are definitely hard, but the results can be invaluable.
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