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God Doesn't Make Mistakes


God doesn’t make mistakes.

My mind is convinced...

My heart needs a little more time.

He is infinite and all wise

All knowing and sovereign

I dare not question His plan

But this time…

This one time…

I think He got it wrong.

For all intents and purposes

I know He knows best.

I know His plans are greater than my plans

And His thoughts greater than my thoughts

His ways are not my ways

But perhaps this time…

This one time…

Maybe He got it wrong?

I believe in the power of the Almighty.

There is no one like Him.

He the great Jehovah

The mighty God

The One who sits high

And looks low.

He who rules and super-rules the universe.

The one who created this earth from nothing

Breathed the breath of life into man

Separates the night from the day.

Maybe just maybe

This one time

He got it wrong.

The wind and rain obey Him!

The thunder rolls at the sound of his voice!

The world cradled in the palm of his hand!

The cattle on a thousand hills belong to Him!

All honor and praise belong to Him!

And Him alone!

Could it be true?

How can it not be true?

God doesn’t make mistakes.

My mind is convinced.

My heart…needs a little more time.

Written by: Melinda Y. Tomlinson 2017®

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