INTO LIGHT

When one looks back and wonders by what chanceEvents took place—why one went here, not there,Did that, not this—could choice or circumstanceOr locust years remodel character?Was not the pattern laid, the purpose there,Emerging slowly until clearly seen?But seen most closely when in earnest prayerOne sought to know God's will, His purpose glean.As Noah came to rest on Ararat,Releasing tender charges with a sighOf heartfelt joy and praise, so answers thoughtto God's "Go forth...be fruitful...multiply."Leave doubt and darkness for the light of day—Hearing a word behind you—this is the way.

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