I read this poem some years ago and thought of it recently. I hope it makes you think of what it really means to trust in God.
I ask you neither for health or sickness
For life nor for death;
But that you may dispose of my health and my sickness
My life and my death, for your glory.
You alone know what is expedient for me;
You are the sovereign master.
Give me, or take away from me, only conform my will to yours.
I know but one thing Lord, that it is good to follow you.
Apart from that I know not what is good or bad in anything.
I know not what is profitable for me, health or sickness,
Wealth or poverty, nor anything else in the world.
That discernment is beyond the power of men or angels,
And is hidden among the secrets of your providence.,
Which I adore, but do not seek to fathom.
Love, peace and happiness
Tau
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