Our Fragmented Path

From dot-to-dot-to-dot, God draws

Each random spot part of his plot

Like sparkling constellations on...

The night's dark ominous backdrop.

Repeating octaves on the keys

Rumble in on rolling thunder

Surprising twists spur this journey

Mixing victories with blunders.

From pit to palace, then to jail

Forgotten by the butler's dream

Providence clocked ev'ry detail

Embracing Joseph in God's scheme.

From pastures green with his loved flock

To giant-slaying with a stone

To hiding out in caves, a lot

At last, King David, on his throne!

From rags to fabulous gowns dressed

Doomed queen on goodly food, she feasts

On-cue, fouled Haman's plot addressed

Obscured, God's heart and arm unleashed.

From poor smelly manger make-shift

To sweating blood drops, through the night

Then, nailed to Roman cross, uplift

Our Lord's life planned in God's foresight.

Our souls too ache, in trials placed

Sensing that God's misplaced our name

Would rather race to the next space...

While God, not us, our saga frames!

He reigns Sovereign of all dark skies

His love walks with us as we roam

Disguised to our short-sighted eyes

This path, though broken, leads us home!