time and time again
You wrestle control from our hands
we have no power, no hope
apart from You
and You will not be rushed
You will not be changed
but our will
our will...
You will conform
You will change
You will move us
so we wait on You
time and time again.
Inspired by church last Sunday and how He gave Tamar twin sons, and how He gave a farmer patience, and how He gave Christina back to us all... a girl to laugh with and the perfect companion for my children on a Kansas Thanksgiving Day.
What did He give you last week? Or maybe you don't know... but I think, maybe, if you look closely...
