There once was a grasshopper pining away

Wondering when God would save the day

When pain and grief rolled in like waves

“When would it surely all go away?”

 

The sun it would shine and give some dear rest

But soon came a haze of painful regret

And memories echoed the mountains of mind

“It seems I will never be free,” I would sigh.

 

But patience was doing its perfect work

Tilling up treasures, revealing Gods love

And when all seemed lost, a surprise I would see

God was surely revealing the real me.

 

The road had been long and I had been lost

Given to others at my own hearts cost

So Jesus came in for a rescue this time

What felt like loss was becoming a find.

 

One step, then two it was a slow go

But Jesus was faithful to have and to hold

And when I would panic at every delay

“Patience, Grasshopper,” He’d whisper each day.