Poem- "God will provide"

“God will provide,” said a man of great faith-

“Do not worry, my child, He will provide.”

However, in this world of strife and sickness,

These words too often ring hollow-

Plans go awry, a dream of my future dies,

I am writhing in agony or inexplicably falling through space.

And all the while, I try to believe these words, for I know they are true.

As I fall to the floor once more, terrifying those who look upon me,

Scaring even those whom I hold most dear, I remember the words.

And suddenly, I understand, like Jacob struggling with the angel, I limp away.

And in the clear moment, I realize something, these words are true.

God does provide- not in the way I want him too- not in great miracles,

But, in the small voice of quietness, he speaks.

And as I listen, I learn.

God has provided, in a thousand little ways,

He has given me a loving family.

He has given me wonderful friends, whose mere presence makes life better,

Yes, a dream and a career were cut short through illness,

Yes, I fall a thousand times, but in all of them,I have been lucky.

And in the joy and struggles of this world,

I remember the one who taught me this, who made me, who knows me,

And who will provide.

And even if I fall again, I will fall into the arms of friends

Or, on one glorious day, I will fall into the arms of angels, to a place

Where these maladies are healed, where I can walk and not faint,

And he provided all.