Where's Emmy?

(author unknown)

Sometimes I ask the question, "Lord, is this your will?"
It's then I hear you answer, "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 plans to draw you closer. I've plans to help you grow.
There's much I do you cannot see and much you do not know.

"But know This, Child ... I LOVE YOU. You are Precious unto Me.
Before I formed you in the womb, I planned your destiny.

"I've something very special I hope for you to learn.
The gifts I wish to give to you the gifts you cannot earn.

"They come without a price tag, but not without a cost;
At Calvary, I gave My Son, so you would not be lost.

"Rest Child, and do not weary of doing what is good.
I promise I'll come back for you just like I said I would.

"Your name is written on my palm, I never could forget;
Therefore, do not be discouraged when my answer is... 'Not Yet'"