Believe, believe, believe.

A child holding a parent’s hand Crossing the street A small tiny hand held by a strong bigger hand Trust Security A child learning to ride a bike “Go!” shouts dad And off the child rides Just because dad says so Wobbly at first, then comes the inevitable thud “You can do this.” Wiping away…

Waiting for the thermals

Waiting on Your wonderful promises Not relying on my own understanding Not running around trying to make things work Not going through life alone in despair Waiting on You You promised, surely You will deliver You are never late You prepare everything so perfectly So that everything is just right I repent for the times…