Vision

My prayer is bold

full of faith

My children's destiny

is at stake ...

I petition heaven

with hearty cries

until

I see the answer

on the horizon

it has taken flight

and is on its way ...

My patience grows

as it nears

vagueness of vision

begins to clear

The fog that brought my

heart despair,

hiding the future,

stirring fear,

has packed its bag

and is leaving town ...

My blindness gone,

hopelessness flees ...

With this word

my heart begins to sing ...

"For they will be called

oaks of righteousness,

a planting of the Lord

for the display of His splendor ..."


My children will be

strong as an oak

unshaken by the wind

standing firm in the darkness

set apart for Him

They will be dressed

in His righteousness alone,

displaying His beauty

for His glory ...

The day will come when

I will see what I have believed ...

This prayer will be answered ...

I see, I see through the haze of now

and rest in what will be ...



Isaiah 61:3b "They shall be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor."