His Power

I thought I knew you,  Lord,

close as could be.

Time spent together,

you held the key.

Promises made,

and promises kept.

Into the future,

walking, lockstep.

Then he was sick,

then he was gone.

Prayers unanswered,

no way to live on.

I  thought I knew you, God. 

ruined in the wake.

Disappointed, let down,

crushing heartbreak.

Will I survive, 

I can only hang on.

Confused and alone,

how did life go so wrong?

Time marches on,

without orders from me.

The fog is lifting,

surprised, I can see.

Promises made

and promises kept.

You showed up and held me,

each day that I wept.

Unable to pray,

you stayed at my side,

A shattered heart,

you never asked me to hide.

I called and you answered,

day after day,

revealing your love

in unexpected ways.

A word from a stranger,

A small yellow flower,

A filled-up notebook,

Lord, I do feel your power.

Promises made

and promises kept.

You held onto my hand,

guided each shaky step.

I can see it now,

never had to be strong,

My weakness, your power,

to you I belong.

 

2 Corinthians 12:9  But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.