You know I'm not patient, Lord.
Even with the weather,
You know how I long for summer
while the winter winds blow;
and when my far-away loved ones
have not been here for too long,
how I get to moping and
wishing, heart aching to
see their smiles.
Now, I've been asking You
day after day,
to take some special people's
rebellion away;
Isn't it soon time for
my dream to come true ?
Can't you make them
open their stubborn hearts to You?
Yes, Lord, I know patience
is what You want of me.
But I can't promise patience
when this means so much to me.
Please, send your healing rain
and set them free.
Dan
Ron