Echoes Of His Word Poem by April Humason

Was this just a whisper of trials I would bear?
A season of testing taught through prayer.
I wandered through valleys heavy with fear,
Yet Heaven stayed closer than my tears.

Did the Father allow the storm I faced,
To shape my heart through His saving grace?
Or was I reaching with fragile hands,
While He was steadying where I stand?

I cannot hold the sorrow within,
So I lay it down, again and again.
I replay the truth He's always said,
That I am loved, and I am led.

Not by my strength, not by my past,
But by His mercy strong and fast.
Old fears fade in holy light,
As His promises pull me from night.