A dear friend of mine emailed me these sweet and encouraging verses as I was going through the process of mentally preparing for our move to Iowa. They blessed me tremendously and reminded me that HE is in control and I am not. His plans are far higher and more beautiful than anything I could ever imagine. He has always been faithful and provided for me; He always will. He is so good!
God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform;
He plants His footsteps in the sea and rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines of never failing skill,
He treasures up His bright designs and works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take; the clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy and shall break in blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, but trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast, unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste, but sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err and scan His work in vain;
God is His own interpreter, and He will make it plain.
- William Cowper
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