by Connie Hinnen Cook
Monday, September 09, 2002
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In evening prayer we sought You,
We came before Your Throne;
And though I heard his every word,
He spoke to You alone:
"You know how much I love this woman,
Show her, Lord, for me."
He spoke his prayer like You were there,
His one request of Thee.
"I need someone of flesh and blood,
Someone to hold my hand...
And though Your grace should fill his place,
I pray You'll understand.
I'm learning how to love You, Lord,
I'm trusting all I can...
Please send Your love from up above
And put it in my man."
Though my prayer was so long ago,
And his is so brand new;
Last year, last night...within Your sight,
It's all the same to You.
And in Your love, and in Your time,
You showed what Your way is ~
With methods rare beyond compare,
You answered mine with his!
"For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways My ways, saith the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are My ways higher than your ways,
and My thoughts than your thoughts."
(Isaiah 55:8,9 KJV)