Prayerful Patience

Tired and utterly broken Weathered from the storm Struggling with prayerful patience My faith so tired and worn Fighting to keep my head up Is the finish line moving farther away? My eyes question the silent heavens But my lips never cease to pray As He molds me for His purpose My faith becomes refined Suddenly every dark cloud Is abundantly silver lined No longer afraid of the future Or things beyond my control I focus on the eternal The condition of my soul Then… The answer that I wanted To a prayer from long ago In awe I just stand speechless Basking in the glow Lifting my eyes to the heavens When I’m thankful and not just afraid Amazed I fall to my knees Because I am fearfully and wonderfully made Living life as a privilege Suddenly makes perfect sense As I wait for what He has planned Smiling in sweet suspense by: Amanda Twellman, 9/1/03