not what we trained for
nor where we thought
not what we hoped for
nor where we chose
gifts given
visions seen
hope renewed
prayer answered
often unawares
often unawares
a time to abide
and to build up
a time to yield
and then to splinter
a time of purposelessness
and of quiet preparation
a time of conviction
and a time of doing
he makes everything beautiful in its time.
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