Lilies in the Field



I’m waiting for You.

It would take a miracle,

I know.

But You are prone to such things,

even though

I

am not deserving.

 

Know that I ask this,

not for myself,

but for those

who might not know to ask.

 

I’m waiting for You,

knowing it will all be

in Your time,

not mine.

Still,

You know of my impatience.

 

Consider the little ones,

those who matter most.

But in suggesting

that You don’t hear them,

have I myself

become deaf?

 

I’m waiting for You,

counting the moments

of each day

and taking note of lilies in the field.



copyright 2024 - Donald P James Jr

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