Higher Ways

One morning, the Swallow came across a slip of paper hidden among the pages of her collection of recipes.  On one side of this paper was a poem.  Although its author was unknown to her, the words echoed the Swallow's reflections of the past few months...

I cannot trust the plans I make
Nor see what's round the bend
But there is One who is all-wise
On Him I can depend.

Oh, that I may not be stubborn
Nor stray in foolish pride
Oh, that I may not be fearful
Nor from the storm clouds hide.

For the end of the self-sufficient ship
No matter how sound it seems
Will finish in disaster
With a trail of shattered dreams.

His ways are not the way I'd choose
His thoughts are so much higher
But His wisdom knows the best for me
And all things are within His power.

So may I read my Bible diligently
Daily seek to do His will
May I pray expectantly
And learn when to be still.

For when the way seems rough
And I get kind of low
May I press on with a steadfast trust
So that my faith might grow.

Isaiah 55 : 8 - 9 (NIV)
"For My thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways My ways," declares the Lord.  "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are My ways higher than your ways and My thoughts than your thoughts."

May the Swallow, though wearied and faltering, seek her Lord even more as her journey goes on...