The Mystery - Poem

green meadow with diffused blue sky

There is a time and a season for everything. A winter season may be confusing, dark and lonely, but there is a beautiful mystery in it all. When the spring finally arrives, we look back in wonder at the faithfulness of God even in all the suffering He sometimes allows. Our tears are seeds in the soil where in time flowers will grow.

When I look at me 

I am looking at You

My life is a reflection

Of every season You brought me through

 

I thought I was broken

But this realization made me whole

When I was lost in darkness 

Your light filled my soul

 

I thought I was dead

But you gave me life

I thought I was blind

But you gave me sight 

 

I thought I was dirty

But you made me clean

Now I know that sometimes 

Things are better off unseen

 

I thought I had lost

But you made me know

That in my hour of trial

My heart was still aglow

 

For when I am weak

You are strong

In the middle of the night

There still is a song

 

When light seems dim

And all hope seems lost

There new life begins 

More beautiful than what was lost

 

Deep in the shadows

Your light shines through all

For you always answer

Every time I call

 

Through every high and low

You’re there with me I know

You never let me go

 

Even in the soil of suffering

Through all the years of buffering

The winter is here to teach us something

 

There is a time for everything

A season for every activity under the sun

But maybe we gain the most

In the ones that aren’t fun

 

Looking back now

I realize how

Faithful You are

Even through the hell You allow

 

It’s so clear to see

You were there with me

Through it all

 

Now the winter is over

The spring is here

The mystery of Your ways

Now becomes clear

 

As the flowers appear

And the sound of singing birds

Fills the air with cheer

It begins to sink in

That all my dark days led me here

 

The struggle reveals Your compassion

I know that

It’s your nail scarred hands that fashion

My heart into your vessel

From every pain that you let happen

 

One day we’ll reap joy

From every tear we’ve sown

Our tears are seeds in the soil

Where in time flowers will grow

 

Oh, I know

There’s mystery

In the misery

 

Yes, weeping may endure for the night

But one day we’ll see the dawn, so bright

There’s a reason for every season

Indeed, God’s plans are right  

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