When I pass through the desert
You will be at the end waiting for me
When I get lonely, it because you need my full attention
To instruct, to discipline and to teach me
You use my fears to build my courage
My reluctance to draw me near to you
My shortcomings to make me stronger
My weakness to display you power
My inadequacy to show your richness
My lack of eloquence to show your perfect diction
My unbelief to show your faith in mankind
My shakiness to display your stability
My age to show your everlasting nature
My sin to show your mercy
If I were never discouraged
I would not know your comfort
If I never lacked
I would never know you Jehovah jire
If I never got angry I wouldn't know you Jehovah shalom
You use all my emotions to make me understand you more
I had to be dumped and heart broken
To know how you feel when I turn away from you
I had to love so to know how you love
In my brokenness you are my potter
You help me see beyond the negative
Beyond the tears I cried, beyond your scars incurred for my sin
Beyond the desert and all dryness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem