THE PURPOSE

We understand not now the meaning
Of the trials and sorrows we face,
But they hasten our steps to His feet
To seek for His comfort and grace.

We marvel and sigh at the roughness
Of the pathway that stretches before,
And our hearts grow anxious with longing
For the day when this journey is o’er.

But, O, when the Morning Star rises
And we’re caught up to meet Him above,
We shall begin to know His purpose
That gave us these trials, in love!

E. L. Byland