When the door has closed on something
And, the future's looking bleak,
I best breathe out all the sorrow
And breathe in all I need.

For there's beauty that can pass me by
If I hunker at a door,
Pushing it to open
When it's usefulness is gone.

Life has times of more and less
A balance over time,
For discovering the sweetness
In all that is Divine.

Divine, only in the resting
On greater thoughts than mine,
Knowing that the Father
Has more for me to find.

And how shall I then search
Unless I have a need,
A need for something greater
Than all that's always been.

For I'm only forced to ponder
When a curve ball comes my way,
To make me re-construct, consider
What really is my stay.

So, I will not fight the changes
But, embrace them in the flow,
The challenges of life
That teach me more to know.

On who is the Provider
The Source of all I have,
And what would He be urging
When He knows I'm feeling sad.

As I think up every question
I'll reply then with a sigh,
Lord, I cannot cope, take over
I shall not wonder why.

But, breathe in of Your Spirit
To give me perfect peace,
So, all the hurt and thrashing
Within my heart shall cease.

Then, I will place the future
Securely in Your Hands-
It is not for me to worry
When You're forming a new plan.

Soft whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems © Sept 2010
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The foundation of the believer's peace is everlasting;
it is what no time, no change can destroy.
It will remain when the body dies; it will remain when
the mountains depart and the hills shall be removed,
and when the heavens shall be rolled together as a scroll.
The fountain of His comfort shall never be diminished,
and the stream shall never be dried.
His comfort and joy is a living spring in the soul, a well of
water springing up to everlasting life.
Jonathan Edwards