Millpond Poetry
All Is Well With My Soul
Written in Colorado as David prepared to make his move to Connecticut after the death of his wife, Nancy.
People may wonder how quick it was for me,
How, in just a matter of months…
why make such a monumental move?
You say it was God’s will.
Was it? Must you move?
Now, to my answer.
Do I attribute all to the grace of God?
Yes, of course, but then…
I know the counter argument.
Those with such inclinations attribute everything to God,
whether He is present or not.
When there’s something we want,
and need to justify our actions.
What better name to drop but God’s?
Yes, you next begin stammering,
but to say your move was God’s will?
Across country? So soon?
Leaving family and grandchildren?
It’s hard to chew, let alone swallow.
Yes, perhaps, you’re right but still,
time can and will tell,
that is, if people check back in –
a year – five years from now.
All I can say is that doors opened.
His Spirit quickened me to move –
gave me the strength and will to make the move,
There are no strict rules for faith,
other than what is not done in faith is sin.
It’s a simple matter of trust,
watching circumstances unfold
and then acting,
all the better if our action is counter-intuitive to human reason.
For God’s thoughts are not our thoughts,
His ways are not ours.
Hence, I made the move,
and though I miss my children and grandchildren,
all is well with my soul.
Millpond Ink Poetry, 2016
