and so it goes..

its almost over. what am i feeling?

 

relief? sorrow? anger? despair?

 

a little of everything i suppose.

 

two days, two answers; one expected, the other not at all.

 

what do i make of it?

 

when will it be that i can raise my head again?

 

 

a song, to comfort myself. and perhaps you too, wherever your path in life may be.

 

In His time,

in His time.

He makes all things beautiful,

in His time.

 

Lord my life to You I'll bring,

may each song i that i will sing,

be to You a lovely thing,

in Your time.

 

 

Only Jesus can make good... oh that i were wiser and more reliant on Him.

 

in Your time, Lord Jesus.. in Your time.