Ya' Got Trouble???

It bends our prideful will and tries the words we spout with ease

It leads the heart to places where a prayer is all it feels

It teaches us the meaning of ‘getting down on our knees’

Where otherwise we soon forget the Love that helps and heals

It makes us cradle joy with a most reverent esteem

It wakes within us wonder for life’s humble chug-and-chore

And when the brunt of it has passed like ripples on a stream

It takes the hand of someone somewhat wiser than before

It comes for our good though it does not feel good, oh no!

But we should try to bear its cross without complaint or spite

For if we pay attention we will note what comes will go

Gratitude’s affidavit more humble after its plight

So when it comes, though it is never an invited guest

We ought to do our best to weather it by God’s kind grace

For trouble, though it does not tell the reason for its test

After its tumult passes makes this world a brighter place

© Janet Martin