Sunday, August 26, 2012

Through the Gate

Sometimes it seems when all is done,
I'm outside the gate and looking in.
The questions loom,
my trust is weak,
the heart wanes faint and still.

If I could see more clearly
I know I would not doubt you then. 
But faith can't grow
if all is seen
and understood right now.

So by the gate I watch and wait
for Him to turn and let me in.
 Questions remain,
weak trust can grow,
My heart will quicken then.

He makes no gate that will not be
a place to rest and seek His will
the questions key
unlocks His love
and our hearts gentled see.
karen helmes

1 comment:

  1. Nice. Karen. God give you a peaceful heart. Love Annie.


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