For the third time this
week
After searching
Up and down
From corner to corner
I remembered to pray
The answer came soon and
sweet
I found my sunken treasure
You care for the seemingly insignificant details
The mundane happenings
You’re concerned with the
little things
Of our lives
Surely you know the number
of hairs on my head
You perceive that they are
slowly diminishing
Daily miracles trail my
cries to You
You take good care of me
Even in the ordinary
affairs of this life
You shower me with love
Sometimes answers do not
come
So swiftly
But you still have our
best in mind
You envelop us in Your
care
You work all things
together toward a good end
Your hand weaves wonders
into the details of our lives
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