
The Lost Sheep: Where Oh Lord could I find you When need for you to show was most dire Your silence became such a painful trial And from earnest cries where is your answer? The Good Shepherd: Lean in beloved, draw close for I am always near You think your way is hidden from me child Not one groan from your heart nor from your eyes one tear Ever escapes my notice of you, my compassion for you is undefiled Grieved you were at the silence you felt At cries you thought went unheard But know in hearing you my very heart would melt It would break over your every uttered word The Lost Sheep: It seemed to me I was stuck in a lonely place And all avenues I had sought for help were closed I could not see you there, or your loving face Did faithfulness expire? Was your compassion bulldozed? The Good Shepherd: Insisting you knew what was better for you than I You parted ways from my side and your trust of me ran aground Yet what promised much proved a forlorn path to try And among crags of despair by me were you found Yet not for one second child has my unfailing love for you diminished I am the ever-present help, a comforter in the darkest place I am the Good Shepherd who seeks you out, my journey remaining unfinished Until you are again at peace and resting in my loving arms of grace Come child take my hand, let me lead you on my ordained path one step at a time Do not worry for tomorrow’s cares, and things longed for yet to be seen Today’s affairs are enough for you to contend, and your day’s burdens are mine For my arms are your sanctuary and my unfailing love a rock on which to lean The Lost Sheep: How do I continue trusting you when the way is not clear? Or when the waiting is long for breakthrough’s arrival And impatience or discontent overtakes, or I’m tempted to fear How can I maintain my trust in you without doubt being a rival? The Good Shepherd: Though there may be mystery to you along life’s journey with me, trust me still For I am the Good Shepherd and my plans for you are good and true If doubt ever clouds your mind of my faithful love and perfect will Look once again at the cross where my perfect love and faithfulness was displayed for you

© B. Trowbridge 2021.
This is amazing!!!
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A beautiful poem from the heart. So precious.
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