Whatever You Grant Me, I’m Content

In much faith and trust, I wait for the Lord’s directions to what is to come. Would it be the sweet spot or the in between option? Whatever you grant me, I’m content.

Sunshine and much rain… Bright hot days I see. It’s cold sometimes. It’s warm, oh my! There is sweat in my palms. It’s humid and dry. Look at the bird that is flying by…

I see flashes here. I see flashes there. I see flashes everywhere. In faith I wait, for that dream that is now becoming a part of me that everyone can see…

Is it arriving today or tomorrow? This week or next month? It’s in your hands God. It’s your wish not mine… Whatever you grant me, I’m content…