Friend, I’m glad you’re here. What I have to share today is not necessarily easy for me. You probably wouldn’t think that it would be difficult for someone who puts their ideas out there on the web to share anything, but it can be. Here’s the deal: I love writing poetry. It has always been a way for me to think through the things that are going on in life. If – and that’s a big if – I share my poetry, it’s usually long after I’ve written it. The reason for this is that my poetry feels like a part of me, and I’m incredibly afraid to open that up to criticism. If someone thinks it’s terrible, then it’s all on me. I don’t like that possibility. But it’s a chance I’ll just have to take.
You see, this poem has been stuck in my mind and weighing on my heart for the past two months. I originally wrote it as I worked through an incredibly difficult time with some very precious people. The pain was of a magnitude that I had never experienced before. Through it all, we had prayed for God to step in and change the situation, but He didn’t. That left us asking, If He heard us, If He cared about us, and He didn’t change things the way we asked, then what was His answer? Through His mind-blowing grace, God showed us that His answer wasn’t doing exactly what we asked, but it was using the trials and pain to help us grow and to bless others. So with that in mind, I humbly submit this work to you. I had tears streaming down my face the entire time I was writing, so don’t be surprised if your eyes well up a bit too. My hope is that it blesses and encourages you in some way.
Peace Be With You
His Answer
For ERF, a Rose forever blooming
All your questions, lonely prayers;
Nights spent asking, “Are You there?”
In the stillness, in the dark
Hear His whisper in your heart.
And this is His answer, hope for your tomorrow,
“I have always loved you,
And I always will.”
All the waiting, all the tears,
All the heartbreak through the years.
Crying to Him, full of fear,
“Where have you gone? Can you hear?”
He may not always tell you why,
You may not understand,
But there’s no road that you can walk
Where He won’t hold your hand.
And He says,
“This is the answer to all of your questions,
Hope for a morning when all will be clear.
And I’ll hold you in my arms,
And I’ll whisper in your ear,
I have always loved you,
And I always will.”
