Sometimes I ask the question, “My Lord, is this your will?” It’s then I hear you answer me, “My Precious Child… be still.” Sometimes I feel frustrated, cause I think I know what’s best. It’s then I hear you say to me, “My Busy Child… just rest!” Sometimes I feel so lonely and I think I’d like a mate. Your still small voice gets oh so clear and says, “My Child… please wait!” “I know the plans I have for you, the wondrous things you’ll see; If you can just be patient, Child, and put your trust in me. I’ve...