Ouch! I feel the pain.
The pull I thought would drive me insane.
The wind from the north, the breeze from the west,
Started to stretch me and break me a sweat.
Yet all settled down and quiet it be,
I wonder how long till the tarrying would seize.
Then up from the south and the north wind again
Came blowing about to uproot some men.
With promise of planting and nurture and care,
The song in the wind was to mold thee for where?
Oh Lord let us trust you as we stretch in the breeze.
May our roots be grounded beyond the soil we see.
For Your plan is alive and multifaceted it be.
Let us bathe in the light of our Savior, yes, Jesus, it is He.
May this encourage you as our husbands go through the interviewing process.
God Bless, Kelly Cross
