Sometimes...

Sometimes we must be hurt in order to grow,
we must fail in order to know.
We must lose in order to gain,
some lessons are learned best only through pain.
Sometimes our vision clears,
only after our eyes are washed with tears.
Sometimes we have to be broken,
so we can be tender; sick, so we can rest and think better
on things more important than work for fun.
Trip near death, so we can assess how we've ran.
Sometimes we have to suffer lack,
so we can know God's provisions.
Feel anther's pain,
so we can have a sense of mission.
So take heart, my friend,
if you don't understand today.
Instead of grumbling, ask God what he means to say.
In order to learn, you must endure and learn to see the bigger picture.
In order to grow, you must stand, look beyond the hurt,
to God's loving hand that takes what is good, and gives what is best
And on this blessed thought: rest.
As your anxious heart, with questions: wait.
God's hand only gives, what his loving heart dictates.